Lazy Bones Songtext
von Don Redman

Oh, lazy Bones sleeping in the sun
How you expect to get your day′s work done?
Never get your day's work done
Sleeping in the noonday sun

Oh, lazy Bones sleeping in the shade
How you expect to get your corn meal made?
Never get your corn meal made
Sleeping in that evening shade


When taters need spraying
I bet you keep praying
The bugs fall off the divine
And when you go fishing
I bet you keep wishing
The fish won′t drive at your life

Oh, you lazy Bones loafing through the day
How you expect to make a dime that way?
Never make a dime that way
You never heard a word I say