(Byron Hill/Gord Bamford)
CHORUS:
THIS DANGED OL’ DAY JOB
IT AIN’T NO THRILL
BUT IT MAKES THOSE ENDS MEET
AND PAYS MY BILLS
I AIN’T COMPLAINING
BUT IT AIN’T RIGHT
MY OLD DAY JOB
IS RUINING MY NIGHT LIFE
SOMETIMES I GO OUT ON THE TOWN
OUT WITH THE BOYS
THROW SOME COLD ONES DOWN
WE’LL ALL GET CRAZY
THEN I’LL REALIZE
YEAH MY OLD DAY JOB
IS RUINING MY NIGHT LIFE
REPEAT CHORUS
HEY THERE’S MY BOSSMAN
HE’S TIED ONE ON
AND THERE’S MY BANKER TOO DRUNK
TO DRIVE BACK HOME
TOMORROW MORNING
AIN’T ON THEIR MINDS
AND MY OLD DAY JOB
IS RUINING MY NIGHT LIFE
REPEAT CHORUS
YEAH MY OLD DAY JOB
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