Lyrics - Lazy Bones

Lazy bones, sleeping in the sun How do you expect to get your day’s work done? You’ll never get your day’s work done Sleeping in the noon day sun

Oh, lazybones, sleeping in the shade How do you expect to get your cornmeal made? You’ll never get your cornmeal made Sleeping in the noon day shade

When taters need spraying, I bet you keep praying The bugs fall off of the vine And when you go fishing, I bet you keep wishing The fish won’t grab your line

Oh, lazy bones, loafing through the day How do you expect to make a dime that way? You’ll never make a dime that way Look at him, he never heard a word I said