Well you wake up in the morning. Hear the ding dong ring, You go a-marching to the table, See the same damn thing; Well, it's on a one table, Knife, a fork and a pan, And if you say anything about it, You're in trouble with the man.
Well you wake up in the morning. Hear the ding dong ring, You go a-marching to the table, See the same damn thing; Well, it's on a one table, Knife, a fork and a pan, And if you say anything about it, You're in trouble with the man.