Lyrics
workinʼ ainʼt a hobby
frosty moon waits at my window
wake up, bring the fire back to life
eat breakfast with chores waitinʼ on me
step outside cold cuts like a knife
sunʼs a-stirrinʼ east of the mountain
iʼll be sweatin’ long before it shines
ownin’ your own land ainʼt for amusement
workinʼ ainʼt a hobby of mine
no, workinʼ ainʼt a hobby of mine
i had it pretty easy in the city
dawn ʻtil dusk but the union kept it soft
it took a little wait, earned myself a stake
finally told my boss, “fuck off”
now my banker says iʼm makin’ progress
other than the late fees and the fines
ownin’ your own land ainʼt for amusement
workinʼ ainʼt a hobby of mine
ownin’ your own land ainʼt for amusement
workinʼ ainʼt a hobby of mine
no, workinʼ ainʼt a hobby of mine
©2021 Lawrence Morrill Glass (ASCAP)