Life gets tedious, don't it?
My shoe's untied, but I don't care
Cause I ain't a figuring on a going nowhere
I just have to wash and then comb my hair
And that's just wasted effort
My old, brown mule now he must be sick
Cause I jabbed him in the rump with a pin on a stick
He just bowed his back but he wouldn't kick
There's something cockeyed somewheres
A mouse a chawing on the pantry door
He's been at it for a month or more
When he gets through now
He'll sure be sore
Cause there ain't a durn thing in there
The sun comes up
And then the sun goes down
The hands on the clock, they just keep going around
I just get up and then it's time to lay down
Life gets tedious, don't it?
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