The Specials (Special AKA)
The Specials (Special AKA) - Bonediggin' lyrics
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I'm putting away my working clothes for the weekend I ain't gonna do that job no more I'm tired of being used and mistreated So tired of being feeling on like a cloud This time I think I'm going to lose my mind Can't take it, take it, take it no more I've only the one life live but the time Oh, it seems so short, so short, yeah I'm working in the church yard every morning Yeah, bonediggin' will be the death of me In the red hot sun and the rain and hailstones I'm just digging to be free This time I think I'm going to lose my mind Can't take it take it take it no more I've only the one life live but the time Oh, it seems so short, so short, yeah You say I'm not worth my meager wages You put me down and treat me like a dog Some day soon this poor boy will get even, yeah Some day soon Mr. Bossman you have to pay This time I think I'm going to lose my mind Can't take it take it take it no more I've only the one life live but the time Oh, it seems so short, so short, yeah I'm putting away my working clothes for the weekend