I got the early Monday morning workin blues
I put on my ragged, worn-out workin shoes
Well, the weekend was too short and I cant lose
Cause when the Lord made the workin girl, He made the blues [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/c/cherryholmes/workin_girl_blues.html ]
Well, Im tired of workin my life away
And givin somebody else all of my pay
While they get rich on the profits that I lose
And leavin me here with those workin girl blues
I-dee-o-lady, workin girl blues
And I cant even afford a new pair of shoes
While they can live in any old penthouse they choose
And all that Ive got is the workin girl blues
Well, the boss says a raise is due most any day
But I wonder will my hair be all turned gray
Before he turns that dollar loose and I get my due
And lose a little bit of these workin girl blues