Work A Little More

It's another long week of overtime
It's another day lost to the daily grind
And I keep telling myself, "Just another shift
And maybe when pay day comes, I'll have a little left of it."

'Cause I got mouths to feed, got a house to heat
Gotta put new clothes on backs, and secondhand shoes on feet
Got a woman that I love so much drowning underneath those bills
Paying for the price of a run down car, and more prescription pills
That we just can't afford; I guess I'll work a little more

Every time that postman passes through
And the letterbox claps a time or two
I'm scared to pick 'em up; what will they be?
Is this the end of the weekend I had free?

'Cause I got mouths to feed, got a house to heat
Gotta put new clothes on backs, and secondhand shoes on feet
Got a woman that I love so much drowning underneath those bills
Paying for the price of a run down car, and more prescription pills
That we just can't afford; I guess I'll work a little more



Credits
Writer(s): Mike Walker, Jamie Hartford, Don Cook
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