Wack For A Widdle Lyrics - Blood Or Whiskey

As I get home at 6AM gone out to work all day 

With me boots on me feet and me cap on me head 

In bed I would I could stay 

Cause I'm too old to spend my time shifting sods and clay 

And the wife won't give me what I want cause I'm so old and grey 

For a wack of the widdle a widdle a wack 

A widdle a wack all day 

For a wack of the widdle a widdle a wack 

I'll widdle my life way 

As I get home from saving the hay my arms and legs do say 

Sit down you drunk put your arse on the stump and get stuck in the tea 

With the wife on me back and the kids all brats screaming in my ear 

Go on you old git you're full of shit you won't last out the year 

Well I'd seen it all my cup was full and I walked out the door 

And I sold my house and I sold my land and I never saw them no more 

Now I lie all day in the Spanish sun with a girl on either side 

If I'd have stayed I'd never get laid it's there I would have died