Sit down I'll you a story
About how hard life is for me
Won't tell you 'bout love and all it's glory
Just my tale of woe and misery
How I get up bright and early every mornin'
And break my back all day for my pay
Then go home and watch the television
And drink cheap beer to wash my blues away
Never thinking about those who have nothin'
No not sparing them a thought nor a care
Not thinking about the little children
With nowhere to lay their heads
Aahh just sit down I'll tell you a story
About how hard life is for me
Won't tell you of love and all it's glory
Just my tale of woe and misery
Just my tale of woe and misery