The Gourds - All the Labor lyrics

All the labor landed in the sod Where the digger cried its my calling, sir And it is no mistake that I put you in the ground so well And if they pay me well thats great It's just gravy I'd do it anyway All the labor stood up and shouted I'll wait for you fun lovin' Minever Cheevy With all yer drunken dellusions I am a sensational place Of comeraderie and pleasure won't you stand with me in your garden once more All the labor although it be brick on brick Stitch on stitch and earn to urn A presence on the lift what this great ole nation was built on boy Outlives the package everyday mama mama everyday