WORKING GIRL BLUES
(Hazel Dickens)

Hey I got the early Monday morning working blues
I put on my raggy, worn-out working shoes
Well the weekend was too short, but I can't choose
When the Lord made the working girl, he made the blues

Well I'm tired of working my life away
And givin' somebody else all of my pay
While they get rich on the profits that I lose
And leaving me here with the working girl blues

I dee oh lay eee, Working Girl Blues!
And I can't even afford a new pair of shoes
While they can live in any old penthouse they choose
And all I've got is the working girl blues

My boss said a raise is due 'most any day
But I wonder will my hair be all turned gray
Before he turns that dollar loose and I get my due
And lose a little bit of these working girl blues

I said I'm tired of working my life way
And givin' somebody else all of my pay
While they get rich on the profits that I lose
And leaving me here with the working girl blues

I dee oh lay eee Working Girl Blues!
And I can't even afford a new pair of shoes
While they can live in any old penthouse they choose
And all I've got is the working girl blues

My transcription from this Hazel Dickens recording: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y7QohUTS6AM