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I've Worked Eight Hours This Day

from It's Not the Coat Makes the Gentleman by Parlormuse

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Re-upload from our debut full-length album, "It's Not the Coat Makes the Gentleman" (2007).

lyrics

Have ye heard the rule, me boys,
The latest rule me boys!
Ye mustn’t work more than eight hours
Any day or else you’re fined;
Eight hours work a day
Then eight hours to play,
Ye must work no more d’ye mind.
Pat had a hod of bricks
Tonight, ’twas striking six,
The top of the ladder he was on
But wouldn’t leave thim thin,
He wouldn’t work over time
For that would be a crime,
Says he “I’ll carry thim down agin.”
For I’ve worked eight hours this day,
And I think I’ve earned my pay,
Whin the clock struck six
He tuk down the bricks,
He wouldn’t work half a minute longer.
Barney Brockey was me fav’rite Jockey
And whene’er he rode a horse
I had me bottom dollar on,
He was a flier and a good ould trier.
Wan day I got ten to wan,
Me puids I parted, and the horses started;
They shot like a rocket up to ten yards of the winning post,
Then he stopped; beaded
I nearly dropped, beaded,
Says he “Tomorrow I’ll finish this race.”
For I’ve worked eight hours this day,
And I think I’ve earned my pay,
The others may pass,
Let my horse eat grass
I won’t work half a minute longer.”
Now, I am quiet
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, beaded, I’ll scatter ye,”
And then he smashed my nose, d’ye see?
His fist was a whopper, so I called out “Copper!”
Then a pliceman grabbed him, and he says,
“Me boy I have ye tight.”
Then the clock did chime, says he, “Luk at the time,
I can’t lock this man up tonight-“
For I’ve worked eight hours this day,
And I think I’ve earned my pay,
Fa la loo ting, ting, put your nose in a sling,
I won’t work half a minute longer.”

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from It's Not the Coat Makes the Gentleman, track released December 25, 2007

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Parlormuse Willoughby, Ohio

Travel back in time to the Gilded Age for a nostalgic journey through the popular music of the late 19th and early 20th centuries. Parlormuse rekindles the faded embers of the Victorian era while bringing its own modern rock and pop stylings to the traditions of yesteryear. ... more

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