LJ:   I've often thought it over many times before, but now I see baby, you just won't do no more.

       You're getting old on your job, ah, you're getting old on your job.

       I know you can't last long, babe, you're getting old on your job.



CS:  Now listen to this!  [spoken words]

       You don't do nothin' like you used to do, but I know just what's wrong with you.

       You're getting old on your job, you're getting old on your job.

       You can't last long, you're getting old on your job.



LJ:   Now listen here, mama! [spoken words]

       You know I used to see you come and I would shout, but now you just as cold as a fire that's goin' out.

       You're getting old on the job, ah, you're getting old on the job.

       I know you can't last long, you getting old on your job.



CS:  Oohhhhhhh!  [soprano voice]

       Nobody else is as no good as you, you ain't no more use than a worn out shoe.

       You're getting old on your job, you're getting old on your job.

       You can't last long, you're getting old on your job.



LJ:   Look here, mama! [spoken words]

       I tried to make out but I see there's no use, tell me what good is a berry when you can't find no juice? 

       You're know you're old on the job, ah, mama, you're old on the job.

       I know you can't last long, ‘cause you old on the job.



CS:      What about old, I'm leaving you this evening!  [soprano voice]

            You got as much life as a “pollock stick”, even a pack of “no good” when it's “out of fix.”

            You done got old on your job, you're too feeble on your job.

LJ/CS:  We can't last long, we're getting old on the job.