A Woman's Work Is Never Done

It takes a lot of trouble and toil forgetting you, But everybody says I’ll find me someone, But I’ve been working overtime on your memory… A woman’s work is never done. It takes a lot of labor and effort to greet the day, It takes a lot of courage to face the sun, It ain’t easy but I’ll be getting up one more time… A woman’s work is never done. I’ve struggled hard to make a life as if there’s really nothing wrong. And everybody down at work respects me, and they say I do belong. It takes a lot of practice at home to get things right, A fishing pole—and baseball—and B-B gun. I wrap each package, sign your name to the greeting card… A woman’s work is never done.