Happy (To Have A Job)

Alright, little cigar box

I can’t stop what I’m doin’
It’s the life blood of me
I can’t stop what I’m doin’
It’d be the death of me

Oh, oh, oh Lord
Oh, oh, oh Lord
Oh, oh, oh, oh
It’d be the death of me

I’m here to tell you, I mean what I do
When I’m workin’, I’m workin’ for you
I know it’s y’all who give me this job
I won’t forget it, I swear to God

‘Cause I’m happy to have a job
I’m happy to have a job
Oh, I’m happy to have a job

Lemme show you how happy I am

Just before I go away
Wanna say, I’ll be playin’ for y’all long as I may
I know which side my bread’s buttered on
That’s it for now, goodbye, so long

‘Cause I’m happy to have a job
Yeah, I’m happy to have a job
Oh, I’m happy to have a job
Yes, I’m happy to have a job
Yes, I’m happy to have a job
Yes, I’m happy to have a job