Life Gits Teejus Dont It

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#1:
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The sun comes up and the sun goes 
down
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And the hands on the clock go round 
and round
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An' I just get up and it's time to 
lay down,
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Life gets tee-jus, don't it?

#2:
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My shoe's untied, but shucks, I 
don't care
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Cuz I reckon I ain't a-goin' 
nowhere,
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I'd wash my face and comb my hair
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Huh, Just too much wasted effort.


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#3:
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I open the door and the flies swarm 
in
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and when I shut the door  I'm 
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a'sweating again
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and in the process, I crack my shin
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Just one durned thing after another

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#4:
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The cow went dry and the hens won't 
lay
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And the fish all goodbyed last 
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Saturday
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My troubles keep pilin' up day by 
day
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(Long pause) And now I'm getting 
dandruff

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#5:
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My old grey mule, you know I think
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 the rascal's sick
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For when I stuck him on the rump 
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with a pin on a stick
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He humped up his back, but he just 
wouldn't kick
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Theres something cock-eyed 
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somewhere.

#6
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Old hounds a'howlin' so forlorn
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Thats the laziest dog that ever was 
born
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He's howlin' because he's sittin' on
 a thorn
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An' he's just too tired to move 
over.

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#6
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Tin Roof leaks and the chimney 
leans,
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An' there's a hole in the seat of 
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my old blue jeans
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And Ive ate up the last of the pork 
an' beans,
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Just can't depend on nuthin'

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#7
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The mouse been a' gnawin' on my 
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cupboard door
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He's been at it now for I guess a 
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month or more
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When he gets in  there he's sure 
gonna be sore
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'Cause there ain't a darn thing in 
it.

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#8
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Well, it's debts and taxes and pains
 and woes
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Aches and miseries and that's how it
 goes
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And dow I'm detting a coad in the 
nose,
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  Life gets tasteless, don't it?

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#9
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The sun comes up and the sun goes 
down
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And the hands on the clock go round 
and roumd
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I just get up and it's time to lay 
down,
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Life gets tee-jus, don't it?