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My day gets started early I am up before the dawn I do yardwork for a living I get up to cut the lawn Each morning brings another Job that must be done I've got just so many hours I'm racing barefoot with the sun They say that Time is Money And I am always overdrawn I wake up for work each morning I blink twice, my day is gone The only ending to my problem Is when the snow begins to blow That's when everything lies dormant Waiting for the spring to grow The trees drop leaves like crazy An orange carpet all around I have to mulch their golden cover I can't just leave it on the ground I fertilize and aerate I trim the hedges by the drive I pull the weeds there in the garden I help to make your plants survive They say that Time is Money And I am always overdrawn I wake up for work each morning I blink twice, my day is gone The only ending to my problem Is when the snow begins to blow That's when everything lies dormant Waiting for the spring to grow It's not a job for many In fact it's not a job for most Each year we hire newbies And in three weeks most are toast I wake up every morning Hit the floor, I'm on the run This ain't the job for many But for me, it is the one. They say that Time is Money And I am always overdrawn I wake up for work each morning I blink twice, my day is gone The only ending to my problem Is when the snow begins to blow That's when everything lies dormant Waiting for the spring to grow
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Sep 30, 2012
Sep 30, 2012 at 7:18 PM UTC
The yard man
My day gets started early I am up before the dawn I do yardwork for a living I get up to cut the lawn Each morning brings another Job that must be done I've got just so many hours I'm racing barefoot with the sun They say that Time is Money And I am always overdrawn I wake up for work each morning I blink twice, my day is gone The only ending to my problem Is when the snow begins to blow That's when everything lies dormant Waiting for the spring to grow The trees drop leaves like crazy An orange carpet all around I have to mulch their golden cover I can't just leave it on the ground I fertilize and aerate I trim the hedges by the drive I pull the weeds there in the garden I help to make your plants survive They say that Time is Money And I am always overdrawn I wake up for work each morning I blink twice, my day is gone The only ending to my problem Is when the snow begins to blow That's when everything lies dormant Waiting for the spring to grow It's not a job for many In fact it's not a job for most Each year we hire newbies And in three weeks most are toast I wake up every morning Hit the floor, I'm on the run This ain't the job for many But for me, it is the one. They say that Time is Money And I am always overdrawn I wake up for work each morning I blink twice, my day is gone The only ending to my problem Is when the snow begins to blow That's when everything lies dormant Waiting for the spring to grow
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Sep 30, 2012
Sep 30, 2012 at 7:18 PM UTC
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