Hallelujah, I'm a Bum

Oh, why don't I work like other men do?

How the hell can I work when the skies are so blue?

Hallelujah, I'm a bum, hallelujah, bum again

Hallelujah, give us a handout and revive us again

Now springtime has come and I'm just out of jail

Without any money, without any bail

Hallelujah, I'm a bum, hallelujah, bum again

Hallelujah, give us a handout and revive us again

Oh, I love my boss and my boss loves me

And that is the reason I'm so hungry

Hallelujah, I'm a bum, hallelujah, bum again

Hallelujah, give us a handout and revive us again

I came to a house and I knocked at the door (what happened?)

A lady came out (what did she say?)

"You've been here before" (oh)

Hallelujah, I'm a bum, hallelujah, bum again

Hallelujah, give us a handout and revive us again

And I came to a house and I asked for a piece of bread

But the lady said, "No no, the baker is dead"

Hallelujah, I'm a bum, hallelujah, bum again

Hallelujah, give us a handout and revive us again

The springtime has come, oh won't we have fun

We'll throw off our jobs and we'll go on the bum

Hallelujah, I'm a bum, hallelujah, bum again

Hallelujah, give us a handout ... and revive us again