paroles de chanson Slaving - Lloyd Parks

I'm slaving every day, for my living;
Slaving so hard.
I'm working every day, in the cold, I'm;
Working so hard.

My wife and my kids are crying; crying so bad.
My wife and my kids are crying; they look so sad.

A man can get no money, can life be so funny?
What's wrong with my plans? Oh yeah.

Look like the sun don't shine for me. yeh-yeh-yeh!
Well I trust the sun will shine for me;
Lord knows! Yeah, yeh!

I'm slaving every day, for my living;
Slaving so hard.
I'm working every day, in the cold, I'm;
Working so hard.

My wife, oh they sighing, baby, alright.
Please. help me Lord, yeh!

I just can't take it,
And I just, I just can't take it!

A man can get no money, can life be so funny?
What's wrong with my plans? Oh yeah.

Yeh! Oh!
I'm sighing and I'm crying.

Just don't know what to do with myself, self.