Louis Armstrong - W.P.A. Lyrics

Now wake up boys, get out on the rock
It ain't daybreak but it's 4 O'clock
Oh, no, no, no, pops, you know that ain't the play
What you talkin' 'bout, it's the W.P.A.

The W.P.A., the W.P.A.
Sleep while you work, while you rest, while you play
Lean on your shovel to pass the time away
'T ain't what you do, you can die for your pay

The W.P.A., the W.P.A., the W.P.A.
Now don't be a fool working hard is passé
You'll stand from five to six hours a day
Sit down and choke while you smoke, it's okay, the W.P.A.

I'm so tired, I don't know what to do
Can't get fired, so I'll take my rest until my work is through

The W.P.A., the W.P.A.
Don't mind the boss if he's cross when you're gay
He'll get a pink slip next month anyway
Three little letters than make life okay, the W.P.A.