Hallelujah, I'm a Bum    
Oh, why don't I work like other men do
How the hell could I work when the skies are so blue
Hallelujah, I'm a bum, hallelujah, bum again,
hallelujah, give us a handout to revive us again.
Oh springtime has come, and I'm just out of jail
without any money, without any bail.
Hallelujah, I'm a bum...
Oh, I love my boss, and my boss love me,
and that is the reason, I'm so hun-ge-ry,
Hallelujah, I'm a bum....
I came to a house, and I asked for a piece of bread,
a lady came out, say "The baker is dead"
Hallelujah, I'm a bum...
When springtime does come, oh won't we have fun,
we'll throw up our jobs and we'll go to the bum,
Hallelujah, I'm a bum...

název: Hallelujah, I'm a Bum

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