Workin' Girl Blues Lyrics

I got the early Monday morning workin' blues
I put on my ragged, worn-out workin' shoes
Well, the weekend was too short and I can't lose
‘Cause when the Lord made the workin' girl, He made the blues
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Well, I'm tired of workin' my life away
And givin' somebody else all of my pay
While they get rich on the profits that I lose
And leavin' me here with those workin' girl blues
I-dee-o-lady, workin' girl blues
And I can't even afford a new pair of shoes
While they can live in any old penthouse they choose
And all that I've got is the workin' girl blues

Well, the boss says a raise is due most any day
But I wonder will my hair be all turned gray
Before he turns that dollar loose and I get my due
And lose a little bit of these workin' girl blues