You're just a no account
You never will amount to nothin' at all
When there is work to do and someone yells for you
You don't hear them call
The Good Lord set aside his Sundays
For folks to rest
More that one day's rest is wrong
You start restin' Sunday and rest so hard
You're tired the whole week long
You're just a no account
You never will amount to nothin' at all
I just can't figure how each time you milk the cow
The tit gets so small
We got machines to do your work for you
But you won't press the button on the wall
You're just a no account
You never will amount to nothin' at all
You're just a no account
You never will amount to nothin' at all
I just can't figure how each time you milk the cow
The tit gets so small
We got machines to do your work for you
But you won't press the button on the wall
You're just a no account
You never will amount to nothin' at all
Billie Holiday - Youre Just A no Account Lyrics
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You're just a no account
You never will amount to nothin' at all
When there is work to do and someone yells for you
You don't hear them call
The Good Lord set aside his Sundays
For folks to rest
More that one day's rest is wrong
You start restin' Sunday and rest so hard
You're tired the whole week long
You're just a no account
You never will amount to nothin' at all
I just can't figure how each time you milk the cow
The tit gets so small
We got machines to do your work for you
But you won't press the button on the wall
You're just a no account
You never will amount to nothin' at all
You're just a no account
You never will amount to nothin' at all
I just can't figure how each time you milk the cow
The tit gets so small
We got machines to do your work for you
But you won't press the button on the wall
You're just a no account
You never will amount to nothin' at all
You never will amount to nothin' at all
When there is work to do and someone yells for you
You don't hear them call
The Good Lord set aside his Sundays
For folks to rest
More that one day's rest is wrong
You start restin' Sunday and rest so hard
You're tired the whole week long
You're just a no account
You never will amount to nothin' at all
I just can't figure how each time you milk the cow
The tit gets so small
We got machines to do your work for you
But you won't press the button on the wall
You're just a no account
You never will amount to nothin' at all
You're just a no account
You never will amount to nothin' at all
I just can't figure how each time you milk the cow
The tit gets so small
We got machines to do your work for you
But you won't press the button on the wall
You're just a no account
You never will amount to nothin' at all
Writer: SAMMY CAHN, SAUL CHAPLIN
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.