Cab Calloway

Cab Calloway - The Worker's Train lyrics

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The eight-fifteen is the worker's train, 

The eight-fifteen, and I'm off again, 

The eight-fifteen is an awful pain; 

Wish I didn't have to travel on the eight-fifteen! 



The eight-fifteen going off uptown, 

The eight-fifteen sort of brings me down, 

The eight-fifteen always makes me frown, 

Got to get up early for the daily eight-fifteen. 



I'm happy on Sunday, 

'Cause I can stay in bed till ten; 

When I think of Monday, 

I suffer 'cause I know that's when I get: 



The eight-fifteen through the tunnel way, 

The eight-fifteen, think I'll quit today, 

The same routine, but I need the pay, 

Better hurry, can't afford to miss the eight-fifteen!
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