Long as there is chicken gravy on your rice, ev'rything is nice;
Long as there's a watermelon on the vine, ever'thing is fine.
You've got no time to work, no time to play,
Busy doin' nothin' all the live long day;
You won't ever change, no matter what I say -
You're just made that way.
Lazy bones, sleepin' in the sun,
How you 'spect to get your day's work done?
You'll never get your day's work done sleepin' in the noon day sun.
Lazy bones, sleepin' in the shade,
How you 'spect to get your cornmeal made?
You'll never get your cornmeal made sleepin' in the evening shade.
When taters need sprayin', I bet you keep prayin'
The bugs fall off the vine;
And when you go fishin' I bet you keep wishin'
That the fish won't grab at your line.
Lazy bones, loafin' through the day,
How you 'spect to make a dime that way?
You'll never make a dime that way. Never heard a word I say.
(Instrumental Interlude: 2 verses)
(Repeat Final Verse)