Work For Your Money

Work is a commandment of the Almighty Creator
So work hard and reap the fruit that comes thereafter (remember)

Chorus: If you give a man a fish
You only feed him for a night
Teach him how to fish You could feed him for his life
One hand wash the other That is no lie
Don't expect no gifts to come Falling from the sky
(you have to) Work for your money money work for your money

By the hook not the crook the pit or the ditch
Remember that life is what you make it
Some people work while others neglect
So rich and poor will always exist
The heights of great men that was reached and kept
Were not attained by sudden flight
They while their companions slept
Were toiling upward through the night

Chorus

Life is not a bed of roses so strike the hard wall
To work for my money I'll be ready when you call
Every worker is a father, the work is his child
Choose the project that you love and you will work with a smile
Whether you self employed or a employee
Put you shoulder to the wheel and work for your money

Chorus

Giving you a dollar every day that is meaningless
If you're not working there is no progress
Wake up wake up you sleepy head
By the sweat of your brow you will eat your bread
Arise from your sleep and slumber
Today could bring your lucky number yeah

Produced by Richard Bell for Star Trail Productions
Recorded at Black Scorpio Studio, Kingston, Jamaica
Lyrics by Fitz Cotterell