Working is too hard

Working is too hard and stealing is not nice.

Asking for charity is something I can't do.

Every day that I live, people ask me how I live.

I say I live on love and I hope to live to old age

I take my violin, and I grab my bow

And I play my old waltz to make my friends dance

You know, my dear friends, life is far, far too short.

To make ourselves miserable, let's go dancing tonight

Working is too hard and stealing is not nice.

Asking for charity is something I can't do.

Every day that I live, people ask me how I live.

I say I live on love and I hope to live to old age

I make music almost every night.

Drag everything everywhere and then sing in the whisky bar

There are times, you know, I would like to let go and then go away.

But I came back tonight for the pleasure of singing

Working is too hard and stealing is not nice.

Asking for charity is something I can't do.

Every day that I live, people ask me how I live.

I say I live on love, and I hope to live to old age

I say I live on love, and I hope to live to old age

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