I got nineteen kids and all got to eat
Eighteen of them need shoes on their feet
Boss man, can't you see?
All nineteen kids I got to feed
Oh, oh-oh-oh oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh oh

Early this morning there's a knock on the door
Don't pay the rent, boy, you got to go
Three days, three months in arrears
Five days notice you move away from here

Work all day and the overtime
Nineteen kids drive you out of my mind
Oh, oh-oh-oh oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh oh

Place I used to work, they went on sack
No use trying, they'll never take me back

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Writer(s): ELLAS MCDANIEL