Lyrics

Build it up, knock it down Hold it square, roll it around Throw it in the air, Stick it in the ground But it's too bad, I can't get mad 'Cause I'm a roustabout Tie it loose, make it tight If it's wrong, do it right Makes me kinda feel, Like I wanna fight But it's too bad, I can't get mad 'Cause I'm a roustabout Orders all day and half the night from the boss That guy just doesn't wanna see one minute lost Stack it up, in the rear Better still bring it here Wanna take it out, stick it in his ear But it's too bad, I can't get mad 'Cause I'm a roustabout A handyman is all I am around this place Everytime I turn around, he's right up in my face Bring it in, bring it out When I'm slow, boy he shouts Getting awful tired, running in and out But it's too bad, I can't get mad 'Cause I'm a roustabout
Writer(s): Otis Blackwell, Winfield Scott Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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