I was digging in the yard today

When a letter came from Southampton way

Keep on working

Keep on working

I must admit I was a bit in the red

But if you never have pleasure then you could be dead

Keep on working

Keep on working



But there's on thing

They can't take away

Hear the sea sing

See a smiling face

I think we're OK

Though we all could be mad

That's what they say

We just can't all be bad



I got something now to think about

I'll work all day but not to pay it out

Keep on working

Keep on working

Don't care if they say where a dying race

I'd rather be here than any other place

Keep on working

Keep on working



And there's another whirl

They can't ever touch

Just need a boy and girl

It don't cost you much

And if your luck is in

you might have kids at play

To make you laugh and sing

When you're old and gray