American Old Time Song Lyrics: 31 I Wont Work Half A Minute Longer
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 31
I won't work half a minute longer."
Now, I am quite and I don't like riot.
But last night at the corner of the street a man came up to me.
Says he. "I'll batter ye. bedad, I'll scatter ye,"
And then he smashed my nose, d'ye see?
His list was a whopper, so I called out, "Copper:"
Then a policeman grabbed him, and savs he'. "Me boy, I have ye tight."
Then the clock did chime, says he, "Luk at the time,
I can't lock this man up to-night-
Chorus.
"For I've worked eight hours this day.
And I think I've earned my pay;
Fa-la-loo-ting, ting, put yet nose in a sling,
I won't work half a minute longer."