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点击复制I never was much at singin
And I ain't a musical bloke
But I play a mad pick and the Banjo
To the beat of the government stroke
To the beat of the government stroke
I play my form called the tune
And the rattle of gravel on the banjo blade
Is all I hear till noon
My head's down low my tail bone high
Sweat runnin' down my brow
And a big yellow sign sayin' Men at work
I show all the people how
A council man he can swing a pick
Or a shovel the whole day long
Diggin' up drains ditches for
A pittance an' a song
And what does the local yokel say hey
Look at the council man
He never would work in an iron lung
Or dirty his little hands
Have a go ya sulky bloody mug I say
But he give me the old thumbs up
And then tears off like a greasy mug
To find him another pub
I'm fed to the teeth as there I stand
In a typical council pose
Leaning upon my ole banjo
With the sweat running down my nose
Oh I worked all day for an honest quid
And this is the thanks I get
What'll I do What are my rights
I ask of the union rep
So there we are with a hole in the road
Traffic is piling up
But the Billie boy he was doin' his bit
And calling us for a cup
So the ten of us and the foreman too
And the man on the stop and go
Downed our tools and we were joined
By the bloke on the big back h*e
And while the little old lady was a tooting her horn
And the Truckie was a jumpin' 'round
We nibbled our bickies and we sipped our tea
And we never even heard a sound
Oh Sittin' at ease neath the bird that might fly
Watchin' the world go by
My mind went back to an earlier day
When I never would'a thought that I
Could play the mad mick and the banjo
To the beat of the government stroke
But like I said I never could sing
And I ain't a musical bloke
OhI never was much at singin'
And I ain't a musical bloke
But I play the mad mick and the banjo
To the beat of the government the beat of the government
The beat of the government stroke