A Job To Be Done.
So many jobs still to be done…but no one wants to do them
When someone else fills the spot…. the hue and cry arise
They take our jobs what are we to do.. we need money too
But when the jobs are available they look the other away
They look down their noses, I’m no slave they say
I won’t do a job for so little pay.
Well somebody’s got to do it..be his collar white or blue
But somehow it ends up in the hands of the blue.
Hooray blue collar workers that’s what I say
Be you masons or plumbers welders or garbage collectors
Without you we’d be living in derelict conditions.
A day of recognition… a word of appreciation’s
still less than you’re due
I wish you the best blue collar workers...your'e a wise
wonderful lot and true
Thanks for being you...thanks for all that you do
and may God Bless you.
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Copyright © Margaret Okubo | Year Posted 2007
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