Gandy Dancer - Po' Girl

Up in the morning

Out on the job

I work the devil

I work for my pay

But that lucky ol' sun

Got nothing to but roll around heaven all day

Gandy dancer

He spent months on the bottom

He sits there alone

Where the boat lands he’ll know not a soul

Works like a dog for the nickel and dime

For a promise means nothing

When stolen and dragged down the line

Gandy dancer