Blood Or Whiskey - Wack For A Widdle lyrics

As I get home at 6AM gone out to work all day

With me boots on me feet and me cap on me head

In bed I would I could stay

Cause I'm too old to spend my time shifting sods and clay

And the wife won't give me what I want cause I'm so old and grey

For a wack of the widdle a widdle a wack

A widdle a wack all day

For a wack of the widdle a widdle a wack

I'll widdle my life way

As I get home from saving the hay my arms and legs do say

Sit down you drunk put your arse on the stump and get stuck in the tea

With the wife on me back and the kids all brats screaming in my ear

Go on you old git you're full of shit you won't last out the year

Well I'd seen it all my cup was full and I walked out the door

And I sold my house and I sold my land and I never saw them no more

Now I lie all day in the Spanish sun with a girl on either side

If I'd have stayed I'd never get laid it's there I would have died