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Ray Glaser and William Wolff

"Put It on the Ground" (karaoke)

"Put It on the Ground" (sheet music)


Oh, if you want a raise in pay, all you have to do

Is go and ask your boss for it, and he will give it to you.

Yes, he will give it to you, my friend, he will give it to you.

A raise in pay without delay, oh, he will give it to you.

 

Oh, put it on the ground, spread it all around,

Dig it with a hoe, it will make your garden grow.

 

For men who own the industries, I'm shedding bitter tears.

They haven't made a single dime in over thirty years.

In over thirty years, my friend, in over thirty years,

Not one thin dime in all that time in over thirty years.

 

Oh, put it on the ground, spread it all around,

Dig it with a hoe, it will make your garden grow.

 

"The cost of living ain't so high." So says the media.

"This talk of living being hard is commie propaganda.

Just commie propaganda, friend, just commie propaganda.

From Karl Marx to Mao Zedong, just commie propaganda."

 

Oh, put it on the ground, spread it all around,

Dig it with a hoe, it will make your garden grow.

 

It's fun to work on holidays or when the day is done.

Why should they pay us overtime for having so much fun?

For having so much fun, my friend, for having so much fun,

Paying overtime would be a crime for having so much fun.

 

Oh, put it on the ground, spread it all around,

Dig it with a hoe, it will make your garden grow.

 

The men who own the industries, they own no bonds or stocks.

They own no yachts or limousines or gems the size of rocks.

They own no big estates with pools or silken BVDs

Because they pay the working folk such fancy salaries.

 

Oh, put it on the ground, spread it all around,

Dig it with a hoe, it will make your garden grow.


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