Hey you with the guitar
Where did you play last night?
I do believe it was in Memphis
But I can't remember right now
'Cause I been foul politicin'
And I acted in fear to be
I had to get up five this morning
With them bells playing in my head

Sometimes I work so hard
I'm gonna play my fingers to the bone
Well, I can boogie, boogie
Boogie on my way back home

Well, I've been workin' every night
For the pastes buy meats and needs
I'm gonna finish up tomorrow night
And turn myself a plane back east
I'm gonna do my work
So I can help my pain and rest
Well, I'll be back here someday soon
Hope I can give my best

Sometimes I work so hard
I'm gonna play my fingers to the bone
And now I can boogie, boogie
Boogie on my way back home
Yeah

Well, my axe is gettin' rusty
And an old slow demon I seem to be
The throat is gettin' dusty
Before it's gone that I had thrifty hands
Well, I've been up for heart breakin'
And I had to keep my men to pay
I had to catch a plane this morning
With them bells ringing in my head

Sometimes I work so hard
I'm gonna, gonna play my fingers to the bone, hooh
Well, now I can boogie, boogie
Boogie on my way back home

Said I learned to boogie, boogie
Boogie on my way back home

I can boogie, boogie
Boogie on my way back home