Well!!! I was born on a Sunday;
On Thursday I had me a job.
I was born on a Sunday;
By Thursday I was workin' out on the job.
I ain't never had no day off since
I learned right from wrong.

Mama said I was bad,
I did something to her head.
Mama said I was bad,
I did something to her head.

And poppa threw me out,
Oh!!! said, "I gotta earn my own way."

I ain't never been in trouble;
I ain't got the time.
I don't mess around with magic, child.
What I got is mine:

Whatever you say, Lord,
Well!!! that's what I'm gonna do.
Whatever you say, well!!!
That's what I'm gonna do.

'Cause I'm the Working Man,
Lord, and I do the job for you.

I ain't never been in trouble;
I ain't got the time.
I don't mess around with magic, child.
What I got is mine.

Every Friday,
Well!!! that's when I get paid.
Don't take me on Friday,
Lord, 'cause that's when I get paid.
Let me die on Saturday night,
Oh!!! before Sunday gets my head.

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