Work Songtext
von Brian Dewan

Don′t think there is nothing for children to do
Because they can't work like a man
The harvest is great and the laborers are few
Then children, do all that you can

Then work, work, work, children, work
There′s work for the children to do
Then work, work, work, children, work
There's work for the children to do


You think if great riches you had at command
Your zeal should no weariness know
You'd scatter your wealth with a liberal hand
And succor the children of woe

Then work, work, work, children, work
There′s work for the children to do
Then work, work, work, children, work
There′s work for the children to do

But what if you've naught but a penny to give?
Then give it, though scanty your store
For those who give nothing when little they have
When wealthy will do little more


Then work, work, work, children, work
There′s work for the children to do
Then work, work, work, children, work
There's work for the children to do