Lyrics

Oh, why don’t you work like other men do? How the hell can I work when there’s no work to do?

CHORUS: Hallelujah, I’m a bum, Hallelujah, bum again. Hallelujah, give us a handout To revive us again.

Springtime is here and I’m just out of jail, The whole winter in without any tail.

I went to a house and I knocked on the door, My cock sticking straight out, my balls on the floor.

I asked for a piece of bread and some food, The lady said, “Bum, you will eat when I’m screwed.”

When I left that lady, my cock it was sore, My belly was full, her ass it was tore.

I went to another and I asked her for bread, She emptied the peepot all over my head.

Be happy and glad for the springtime has come, We’ll throw down our shovels and go on the bum.