Текст песни Easy Jack - David Harley
Bread and beer and a roof for your head
Easy, Jack, easy
Spinning a lathe until you drop dead
Easy, Jack, take it easy
Three pound an hour while you're on your feet
And all the chips and baked beans you can eat
When I was still young and in my prime
I'd knock out those countersinks ten at a time
Now I've got wise and a rick in my back
I keep two on the table and eight on the rack
Here comes the foreman, the lord of the shop
I'd give a day's pay to see his pressures drop
When you get your ticket, best take it from me
Leave eight on the table and two up your sleeve
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