Pay-day
Down, Down, Down
I look Down, Down mostly
When the workers are angry
Because their pockets are dry
They shut and fuss, in public offices when they are broke.
But I love pay day,
When they smile and laugh
They work joyfully
Then I can look up
Straight in their faces
And behold their joy
When their pockets are full
I love pay day,
When everybody smiles happily
Because their pockets are full
And their joy multiplied