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Keep Your Day Job
(
idea
)
by
NothingLasts4ever
Wed Jul 25 2001 at 10:24:40
Keep Your Day Job
Lyrics:
Robert Hunter
Music:
Jerry Garcia
copyright
Ice Nine Publishing
Recorded on:
Dick's Picks
Vol 6 (live 14 Oct 1983)
First performance: August 28, 1982 at the
Oregon Country Fair
Site,
Veneta
,
Oregon
.
Hunter, in his
Box of Rain
, notes that
"This song was dropped from the Grateful Dead repertoire at the request of fans. Seriously."
_________________________________________________________________
Maybe you collect or maybe you pay
Still got to work that eight hour day
Whether you like that job or not
Keep it on ice while you're lining up your
long shot
Which is to say, hey-ey
Keep your
day job
Don't give it away
Keep your day job
Whatever they say
Ring that bell for whatever it's worth
When
Monday
comes, don't forget about work
By now you know that face on your
dollar
Got a thumb to its nose and a hand on your collar
Which is to say, hey-ey
Keep your
day job
Don't give it away
Keep your day job
Whatever they say
Punch that
time card
, check that clock
But when Monday comes gotta run, run, run - not walk
Keep your
day job
Don't give it away
Keep your day job
Whatever they say
Steady boy, study that
eight day hour
But don't underrate that pay-check power
If you ask me, which I know you don't
I'd tell you to do what I know you won't
Which is to say, hey-ey
Keep your
day job
Don't give it away
Keep your day job
Whatever they say
Daddy may drive a
V-8
'vet
Mama may bathe in
champagne
yet
God bless the child
with his own
stash
Nine to five
and
a place to crash
Keep your
day job
Don't give it away
Keep your day job
Whatever they say
Sunday
comes forget about work
Ring that bell for whatever it's worth
If you ask me like I know you won't
I'll tell you what to do what I know that you won't
Keep your
day job
Don't give it away
Keep your day job
Whatever they sayKeep your
day job
Don't give it away
Keep your day job
Whatever they sayKeep your
day job
Don't give it away
Keep your day job
Whatever they say
Keep your day job, until your
night job
pays
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