Have you got, can you say, is it really true?

The whites are a’spinin’ and the delicates too, did you separate the cottons from the wool ones, through and through. 

If I say high, you say low,  We got some money but we ‘ain’t got the dough. 

Sing one for me and make me free.

They said, son there’s your food, it’s just hangin’ from the tree. 

One day I went with the big daddy, he took us all on a trip to the big blue sea. 

We swam, we sang and made two and three. 

Never laughed, never cried, just tried to be.