Bring It Round Lyrics - Singles - Boiled In Lead

The foreman keeps me working here for half a buck a day 

If I didn't need the exercise I'd up and walk away. 

I'd write home and tell 'em about this life of mine 

But I'm too busy counting days and trying to walk the line. 

Bring it round, bring it round, 

One more time so I can see your face 

Sitting in my favorite place 

Make a home where I can stay 

Find somewhere that I can lay me down 

Bring it round. 

The sun goes down another day comes back up again 

Hasn't got a dollar, hasn't got a friend. 

Old Hannah talks to me, leaves me feeling fine 

Lying on the roadway and lighting up the line. 

(chorus) 

Hear the hammers pounding, hear the foreman yell 

"You don't load up sixteen tons, I'll make your hours hell." 

But the days flow by like water, now the water's turned to wine 

You could charge a dollar for a drink all along the line.