Rum Rebellion - The Grindstone video free download

lyrics Each weekend that passes we pull out the stops

And come Sunday evening we're one haggard lot

Now my belly's a-rumbing and my money is spent

Time to head for my job for to pay up my rent

It's a thankless existence for the working class man

Just a moment of freedom, then you're at it again

Monday is here, no reason for cheer

For it's back to the grindstone again

Well we paddled the river and danced on the sand

Played up a jig with me merry old band

Cooked on the fire, then drank til I dropped

Wishin' to god that this journey wouldn't stop

So free do I feel with my face in the wind

But it feels like it's over before it begins

Now I'm singing 'Hi ho, it's to work I must go

And it's back to the grindstone again, again

And it's back to the grindstone again

It seems that all good times must come to an end

Be it layin' with your sweetheart or drinkin' with friends

The wheels of the grindstone keep turning away

Time to head for my job for to earn up my pay

But I look to the days when adventure returns

With gold in my pocket and money to burn

And that bloody old grindstone won't turn anymore

And I'm living a life that seems worth living for

But 'til then I'll return to the pain and the burn

And it's back to the grindstone again

Monday is here, no reason for cheer

For it's back to the grindstone again