Ely Joe - I Keep Gettin' Paid the Same lyrics

I'm a-working On the line Six days at a time With a shovel and a spade I'm digging for the shade But I keep getting paid the same Been working for a man and he likes my style The more I sweat, the more he smiles The more I sweat, the deeper I get He's driving this poor boy wild I can't live no good on what I get paid I know trouble's just a poor man's claim to fame But the prices keep rising every day And I keep getting paid the same I get up every mornin' 'bout half past six Drink a pot a' coffee just to load a ton of bricks Long about noon, I'm thinkin' that soon You're gonna work this poor boy sick I can't buy beans on what I get paid I was cooking biscuits when the bill collector came And the prices keep rising everyday And I keep getting paid the same I lay down my hammer when the whistle sounds I bury my shovel in the deep deep ground I run to my home to see my honeycomb When that evening sun goes down I can't live too good on what I get paid My roof's got a hole and it's looking like rain And the prices keep rising everyday And I keep getting paid the same