Life Gets Tee-jus Don't It?
 
The sun comes up 'n the sun goes down,
The hands on the clock keep goin' around;
I just get up 'n it's time to lay down,
Life gets tee-jus don't it?

My shoes untied, but I don't care,
I ain't figuring on goin' nowhere;
I'd have to wash and comb my hair,
And that's just wasted effort.

The water in the well's gettin' lower and lower,
Can't take a bath for six months more;
But I've heard it said and it's true I'm sure,
That too much bathin' will weaken yee.

I open the door and the flies swarm in,
Close the door and I'm sweating again;
And in the process I cracked my shin,
Just one darn thing after another.

Old brown mule, he must be sick,
I jabbed him in the rump with a pin on a stick;
He humped his back but he wouldn't kick,
There's something cockeyed somewhere.

A mouse a-chawing at the pantry door,
He's been at it for a month or more;
When he gets through there, he's going to be sore,
There ain't a darn thing in there.

Hound dog howling so forlorn,
Laziest dog that ever was born;
He's a howlin' 'cause he's sitting on a thorn,
Just too tired to move over.

Tin roof leaks and the chimney leans,
There's a hole in the seat of my old blue jeans;
I've ate the last of the pork and beans,
Just can't depend on nothin'.

The cows gone dry and hens won't lay,
Fish quit biting last Saturday;
Troubles a pilin up day by day,
Now I'm getting dandruff.

Grief and misery, pains and woes,
Debts 'n taxes 'n so it goes;
And I think I'm getting a cold in the nose,
Life gets tasteless don't it?



Narrated by Walter Brennan