Labor Day '08 - Steve Forbert

I moved into the city well because, because, because

It sure was loud and gritty and it sure was what it was

I moved out to the suburb and I keep on paying bills

I’ve been here twenty years and I guess I’ll be here till

I’m knocking back a Bud Light on a Labor Day, hey, hey

Thinking 'bout the jobs that are gone to stay, hey, hey

I ride along the ever-sprawling thoroughfares of town

But no familiar face I see while riding round and round

And who are all these people living here like kings and queens

And what are all these private gated subdivision things

And I’m knocking back a Bud Light on a Labor Day, hey, hey

Thinking 'bout the jobs that are gone to stay, hey, hey

My sister had a baby, but it’s not as cute as her

Why might that had happen, tell me how could that occur

My daughter says I am crazy ‘cause I can’t make up my mind

I can of course it takes me just-a longer length of time

I’m knocking back a Bud Light on a Labor Day, hey, hey

Thinking 'bout the jobs that are gone to stay, hey, hey

Knocking back a Bud Light on a Labor Day, hey, hey

Thinking 'bout the jobs that are gone to stay, hey, hey

Walk down by the river where a mole has blindly been

Feel the ground beneath your feet go slowly sinking in

A flock of geese cries over like a rusty sounding hinge

Well summer’s all but gone, it is the end of quite a binge

I’m knocking back a Bud Light on a Labor Day, hey, hey

Thinking 'bout the jobs that are gone to stay, hey, hey

Knocking back a Bud Light on a Labor Day, hey, hey

I’m thinking 'bout the jobs that are gone to stay, hey, hey