T'was on the Monday morning, the gas man
came to call,
The gas tap wouldn't turn, I wasn't getting
gas at all;
He tore out all the skirting boards to try
and find the main,
And I had to call a carpenter to put them
back again!
Oh, it all makes work for the working man
to do...
T'was on the Tuesday morning, the carpenter
came round:
He hammered and he chiseled and he said
"Look what I've found!
Your joists are full of dry rot, but I'll
put them all to rights!"
Then he nailed right through a cable and
out went all the lights!
Oh, it all makes work for the working man
to do...
T'was on a Wednesday morning, the
electrician came:
He called me 'Mr. Sanderson', which isn't
quite the name;
He couldn't reach the fuse box without
standing on the bin,
And his foot went through a window, so I
called the glazier in!
Oh, it all makes work for the working man
to do...
T'was on the Thursday morning, the glazier
came along
With his blowtorch, and his putty, and his
merry glazier's song;
He put another pane in, it took no time at
all
But I had to get a painter in to come and
paint the wall!
Oh, it all makes work for the working man
to do...
T'was on a Friday morning the painter made
a start,
With undercoats and overcoats he painted
every part,
Every nook and every cranny; but I found
when he was gone
He'd painted over the gas tap and I
couldn't turn it on!
Oh, it all makes work for the working man
to do...
On Saturday and Sunday they do no work at
all;
So it was on the Monday morning that the gas man came to call!
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