Life Gets Tee-Jus, Don't It?
Composer(s): Carson Robison
Performer(s): Carson Robison



The sun comes up and the sun goes down
The hands on the clock go round and roumd
I just wake up and it's time to lay down
Life gets tee-jus, don't it?

My shoe's untied, but shucks, I don't care
Cuz I reckon I ain't a-goin' nowhere
I'd brush my teeth and comb my hair
Just too much wasted effort

The water in the well gets lower and lower
Ain't had a bath in a month or more
I've heard it said and I'm sure it's true
That too much bathin'll weaken you

Danged ol' mule, he must be sick
I jabbed him in the rump with a pin on a stick
He hunched his back, but he wouldn't kick
Something cock-eyed somewhere

Hound dog's howlin' so forlorn
Laziest dawg that ever was born
He's howlin' 'cause he's sittin' on a thorn
Just too tired to move over

Well, the cow's gone dry and the hens won't lay
And my well dried up last Saturday
My troubles keep pilin' up day by day
And now I'm gettin' dandruff

Roof's a-leakin' and the chimney leans
An' there's a hole in the seat of my old blue jeans
Now I've eat the last of the pork an' beans
Just can't depend on nuthin'

Mouse is gnawin' at the pantry door
He's been at it now for a month or more
When he gets through he'll sure be sore
'Cause there ain't a dang thing in there

Well, it's debts and taxes and pains and woes
Aches and miseries and that's how it goes
And now I'm getting a cold in my nose
Life gets tasteless, don't it?