His Work Is Already Done - Helen St. John

A girl's work is never done You boys think we are having fun Mopping and sweeping up the floor Uh oh, the salesmen's at the door Never done, never done A girl's work is never done Wash up the windows and the blinds Aw, heck, the rain, a waste of time And now the kids are home from school They're tracking mud from room to room You think it's fun, it's never done A girl's work is never done And now my father's home from work With fifteen hundred dirty shirts You think he'd help me clean the house He says he's tired and knocked out (Yeah, man, I'm beat) While I cook, he reads a book A girl's work is never done My baby brother's now in bed Lullaby and goodnight I need an aspririn for my head There in the living room, Pop sleeps That means the dog I've got to feed Never done, never done A girl's work is never done A girl's work is never done A girl's work is never done A girl's work is never done A girl's work is never done

Ride, I used to jump my horse and ride I had a six gun at my side I was so handsome, women cried And I got shot but never died I could play, if I do every thing he'd say Girls just seem to get in his way Those days we weren't considered fun A cowboy's work is never done He'd fight crime all the time He'd always win, Till his mom would break it up And call him in He was tough he was hard But he was kind But he was love, cause guys like him Were hard to find Ride, I like to ride again some day I think I still know how to play I'd play games now but it's not fun A cowboy's work is never done.

We pray for the mountains to move We pray for the oceans to part We pray for a miracle In our hearts, in our hearts No need to hide back in the grave No need to hold back any song You said we can come now full of faith It's what You've promised, it's what You've promised We believe it's al-ready done Every battle's al-ready won It is finished, it is perfect We believe You've overcome And it's al-ready, al-ready done We will sing like heaven is here And we will run like freedom is ours, oh We will dance 'cause You brought us this far Take us further, take us further We believe it's al-ready done Every battle's al-ready won It is finished, it is perfect We believe You've overcome And it's al-ready, al-ready done, yeah O-oh yeah You said it, we believe it You spoke it, we receive it Your kingdom come, right here in us You said it, we believe it You spoke it, we receive it Your kingdom come, right here in us You said it, we believe it You spoke it, we receive it Your kingdom come, right here in us You said it, we believe it You spoke it, we receive it Your kingdom come, right here in us You said it, we believe it You spoke it, we receive it Your kingdom come, right here in us It's al-ready done Every battle's al-ready won We believe it's al-ready done Every battle's al-ready won It is finished, it is perfect We believe You've overcome And it's al-ready, al-ready done Yeah It's already done Ooh yeah Ooh yeah

If you're feeling like a greenhorn, son gotta get a grip, the only way out is in My gun is bigger than your gun - but a Cowboy's work is never done I'm not tellin' no lie to anyone And I never would cheat - but anyhow I could use a little help from anyone It's not so hard to do, ladies and gentlemen There's a little John Wayne in anyone And a bit of Django in you and me Put a little romance in your very own world You, you and you too take a chance If you're feeling like a greenhorn, son gotta get a grip, the only way out is in My truck is bigger than your truck - but a Cowboy's work is never done Hey now, hey now now Hey now, hey now now Hey now, hey now now Hey now, hey now now Hey what a strange world, what a big mess Somebody's gotta take care of business Sure could use a little help from everyone So boys and girls put your hats and your boots on There's a little James Dean in everyone A little Johnny Cash, a little son of a gun Give a bit of romance in this beautiful world You, you and you too take your chance If you're feeling like a greenhorn, son gotta get a grip, the only way out is in My balls are bigger than your balls - but a Cowboy's work ain't ever done If you're feeling like a greenhorn, son gotta get a grip, the only way out is in My block is bigger than your block - but a Cowboy's work is never done Hey now, hey now now Hey now, hey now now Hey now, hey now now Hey now, hey now now Pick up the pace, pick up the pace Pick up, pick up the pace, you gotta pick up the pace Hey now, hey now now Hey now, hey now now Day by day, this and that, so and so There's still a long way to go But no go, no show, you know Feel free, join the ride, hey everyone Rattle that cage, break loose and let the bulls run There's a little Clint E in everyone A little John Doe, a little showdown Give a little romance in this crazy world You, you and you too take a chance If you're feeling like a greenhorn, son gotta get a grip, the only way out is in My world is bigger than your world - but a Cowboy's work ain't ever done If you're feeling like a greenhorn, son gotta get a grip, the only way out is in My hat is bigger than your hat - but a Cowboy's work ain't ever done Hey now, hey now now

It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there On my left stood Big Joe McKennedy, and his eyes were bloodshot red And he turned his face to the people, these were the very words he said I was down to St. James infirmary, I saw my baby there She was stretched out on a long white table, So sweet, cool and so fair Let her go, let her go, God bless her Wherever she may be She may search this whole wide world over Never find a sweeter man as me When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat Put a twenty dollar gold piece on my watch chain The gang'll know I died standing pat Let her go, let her go God bless her Wherever she may be She may search this wide world over Never find a sweeter man as me I want six crapshooters to be my pallbearers Three pretty women to sing a song Stick a jazz band on my hearse wagon Raise hell as I stroll along Let her go Let her go God bless her Wherever she may be She may search this whole wide World over She'll never find a sweeter Man as me