Jethro Tull - Singing All Day lyrics

Singing all day, singing `bout nothing.

Singing all day, singing `bout nothing.

Singing all day, singing `bout nothing,

oo, my, my, my,

oo, my, my, my.

Went down to the station to look for her there,

looked through the crowds for a glimpse of her hair,

nothing to see but the crowds keep a-staring at me,

my, my,

oo, my, my, my.

Down in the street, try'n' to remember,

shuffling my feet outside a menswear,

is that her in the fur coat?

No it's not December yet,

my, my, my,

oo, my, my, my.

Singing all day, singing `bout nothing.

Back to the house, maybe she'll phone me,

singing my song, feeling so lonely.

I'll sing very softly, so if the phone rings

I can hear it, I can hear it.

Singing all day, singing `bout nothing.

Singing all day, singing `bout nothing.

Singing all day, singing `bout nothing,

oo, my, my, my,

oo, my, my, my.