Talking Hard Work Lyrics - Woody Guthrie

While we are on the subject of hard work 

I just wanted to say you that, "I always was a man who likes hard work" 

I was born working and I worked my way up by hard work 

I ain't ever got no where, but I got there by hard work 

Work of the hardest kind I been down and I been out 

I been disgusted I been busted and I couldn't be trusted 

I worked my way up and I worked my way down 

I been drunk and I been sober, I been baptized and got hijacked 

I been robbed for cash and I been robbed on a credit 

Worked my way in jail and I worked my way outta jail 

Woke up a lot of mornin's, didn't know where I was at 

The hardest work I ever done was, when I was tryin' 

To get myself a worried woman to help ease my worried mind 

Related 

18 Non-Traditional Yet Perfect Wedding Songs 

7 Songs That Seem Patriotic But Aren't 

Listen To Every Song Of The Summer Since 1958 In Our Ultimate Mega-Mix 

I'm gonna tell ya just how much work I had to do 

To get this woman I was tellin' you about, I shook hands 

With ninety seven of her kinfolk and her blood relatives 

And I done just the same with eighty six people 

Who's just her friends and her neighbors 

I kissed seventy three babies and put dry pants 

On thirty four of em', well as others done this same thing several times 

Well there are a lot of other things just like this 

I held one hundred twenty five wild horses 

And put saddles and bridles on more than that 

Harnessed some of the craziest and wildest teams in that whole country' 

I rode fourteen loco broncos to a stand still 

And I let forty two hound dogs lick me all over seven times 

I's bit by hungry dogs and I was chewed all to pieces 

My water moccasins and rattlesnakes on two river bottoms 

Check Out 

Miley Cyrus Goes Back In Time In New Music Video For 'Younger Now' 

15 Huge Stars Who Were Backup Singers First 

Get A First Look At Lauren Alaina's New Lyric Video For 'Doin' Fine' 

26 Best Breakup Songs Of All Time 

I chopped and carried three hundred fourteen arm loads 

Of stove wood, one hundred nine buckets of coal 

Carried a gallon of kerosene eighteen miles over the mountains 

Got lost, lost a good pair of shoes in a mud hole 

And I chopped and weeded forty eight rows of short cotton 

Thirteen acres of bad corn, I cut the sticker weeds 

Out of eleven back yards, all on account of 'cause 

I wanted to show her that I was a man and I liked to work 

I cleaned out nine barn lofts, cranked thirty one cars 

All makes and models, pulled three cars out of mud holes 

And four or five out of snow drifts 

I dug five cisterns of water for some of her friends 

Run all kinds of errands, played the fiddle for nine 

Church meetin's I Joined eleven separate denominations 

I joined up and signed up with seven best trade unions 

I could find, I paid my wages, a, dues six months in advance 

I waded forty eight miles of swamps and six big rivers 

Walked across two ranges of mountains 

Crossed three deserts, I got the fever, sun stroke, Malaria, blue 

Moonstruck, skeeter bit, poison ivy and the seven year itch 

And the blind staggers, I was give up for less, lost and dead 

A couple of times struck by lightning, struck by Congress 

Struck by friends and kinfolks eell as by three cars on highways 

A lot of times in people's hen houses, I been hit and run down 

Run over and walked on knocked around, I'm just sittin' here 

Now tryin' to study up what else I can do to show that women 

That I still ain't afraid of hard work