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Get Up, Get Out
The Weavers
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When I was young and short of tongue
A silly, wee fool was I
The morning after I left the school
I heard my mother sigh
Get up, get out, you lazy lout
Get into your working clothes
Up to your knees in oil and grease
With the grindstone to your nose
I bought a clock, a bonny-wee clock
To help me tell the time
It waken me every morning
With a very poetic rhythm
Get up, get out, you lazy lout
Get into your working clothes
Up to your knees in oil and grease
With the grindstone to your nose
I married a lass, a bonny-wee lass
And kept her many a-year
Come what may, she began every day
By whispering in my ear
Get up, get out, you lazy lout
Get into your working clothes
Up to your knees in oil and grease
With the grindstone to your nose
Some can lie as long as they like
They're luckier men than me
I never get to lie very long
I'm only 5 foot 3
Get up, get out, you lazy lout
Get into your working clothes
Up to your knees in oil and grease
With the grindstone to your nose
Get up, get out, you lazy lout
Get into your working clothes (Get up, get out, you lazy lout)
Up to your knees in oil and grease (Get into your working clothes)
With the grindstone to your nose (Up to your knees in oil and grease)
(With the grindstone to your nose) (With the grindstone to your nose)
(With the grindstone to your nose) (With the grindstone to)
I'll look for work tomorrow
If you just let me sleep today
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