I Keep Gettin Paid The Same lyrics

I`m a working
On the line
Six days at a time
With a shovel and a spade
I`m digging for the shade
But I keep getting paid the same
1)
Been working for a man and he likes my style
The more I sweat the more he smiles
The more I sweat the deeper I get
He`s driving this poor boy wild

I can`t live no good on what I get paid
I know trouble`s just a poor man`s claim to fame
But the prices keep rising every day
And I keep getting paid the same
2)
I get up every mornin` `bout half past six
Drink a pot a` coffee just to load a ton of bricks
Long about noon, I`m thinkin` that soon
You`re gonna work this poor boy sick.

I can`t buy beans on what I get paid
I was cooking biscuits when the bill collector came
And the prices keep rising everyday
And I keep getting paid the same
3)
I lay down my hammer when the whistle sounds
I bury my shovel in the deep deep ground
I run to my home to see my honey comb
When that evening sun goes down

I can`t live to good on what I get paid
My roof`s got a hole and It`s looking like rain
And the prices keep rising everyday
And I keep getting paid the same