• Song of the Roustabouts
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    Hike! Ugh! Hike! Ugh! Hike! Ugh! Hike!
    We work all day, we work all night
    We never learned to read or write
    We’re happy-hearted roustabouts

    Hike! Ugh! Hike! Ugh! Hike! Ugh! Hike!
    When other folks have gone to bed
    We slave until we’re almost dead
    We’re happy-hearted roustabouts

    Hike! Ugh! Hike! Ugh! Hike! Ugh! Hike!
    We don’t know when we get our pay
    And when we do, we throw our pay away
    (When we get our pay, we throw our money all away)
    We get our pay when children say
    With happy hearts, "It’s circus day today"
    (Then we get our pay, just watching kids on circus day)

    Muscles achin’
    Back near breaking
    Eggs and bacon what we need (Yes, sir!)
    Boss man houndin’
    Keep on poundin’
    For your bed and feed
    There ain’t no let up
    Must get set up
    Pull that canvas! Drive that stake!
    Want to doze off
    Get them clothes off
    But must keep awake
    Hep! Heave! Hep! Heave! Hep! Heave!
    Hep! Heave! Hep! Heave! Hep! Heave!
    Hep! Heave! Hep!

    Swing that sledge! Sing that song!
    Work and laugh the whole night long
    You happy-hearted roustabouts!
    Pullin’, poundin’, tryin’, groundin’
    Big top roundin’ into shape
    Keep on working!
    Stop that shirking!
    Grab that rope, you hairy ape!
    Poundin’! poundin’! poundin’! poundin’!
    Oh...

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