I Keep Gettin' Paid The Same Lyrics - Ely Joe

I'm a working 

On the line 

Six days at a time 

With a shovel and a spade 

I'm digging for the shade 

But I keep getting paid the same 

1) 

Been working for a man and he likes my style 

The more I sweat the more he smiles 

The more I sweat the deeper I get 

He's driving this poor boy wild 

I can't live no good on what I get paid 

I know trouble's just a poor man's claim to fame 

But the prices keep rising every day 

And I keep getting paid the same 

2) 

I get up every mornin' 'bout half past six 

Drink a pot a' coffee just to load a ton of bricks 

Long about noon, I'm thinkin' that soon 

You're gonna work this poor boy sick. 

I can't buy beans on what I get paid 

I was cooking biscuits when the bill collector came 

And the prices keep rising everyday 

And I keep getting paid the same 

3) 

I lay down my hammer when the whistle sounds 

I bury my shovel in the deep deep ground 

I run to my home to see my honey comb 

When that evening sun goes down 

I can't live to good on what I get paid 

My roof's got a hole and It's looking like rain 

And the prices keep rising everyday 

And I keep getting paid the same