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.
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