A bawdy version of a classic.

Hallelujah, I'm A Bum

Tune: Bound the Glory

Oh, why don't you work like other men do?
How the hell can I work when there's no work to do?

Chorus :
Hallelujah, I'm a bum,
Hallelujah, bum again.
Hallelujah, give us a handout
To revive us again.

Springtime is here and I'm just out of jail,
The whole winter in without any tail.

I went to a house and I knocked on the door,
My cock sticking straight out, my balls on the floor.

I asked for a piece of bread and some food,
The lady said, "Bum, you will eat when I'm screwed."

When I left that lady, my cock it was sore,
My belly was full, her ass it was tore.

I went to another and I asked her for bread,
She emptied the pee-pot all over my head.

Be happy and glad for the springtime has come,
We'll throw down our shovels and go on the bum.