Get Up, Get Out Lyrics
| Song | Get Up, Get Out |
| Artist | The Weavers |
| Album | The Reunion at Carnegie Hall, 1963, Pt. 2 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| When I was young and short of tongue | |
| A silly wee fool was I | |
| The morning after I left the school | |
| I heard my mother sigh | |
| Get up, get out, you lazy lout | |
| Get into your working clothes | |
| Up to your knees in oil and grease | |
| With the grindstone to your nose | |
| I bought a clock, a bonny wee clock | |
| To help me tell the time | |
| It waken me every morning | |
| With a very poetic rhythm | |
| Get up, get out, you lazy lout | |
| Get into your working clothes | |
| Up to your knees in oil and grease | |
| With the grindstone to your nose | |
| I married a lass, a bonny wee lass | |
| And kept her many a-year. | |
| Come what may, she began every day | |
| By whispering in my ear | |
| Get up, get out, you lazy lout | |
| Get into your working clothes | |
| Up to your knees in oil and grease | |
| With the grindstone to your nose | |
| Some can lie as long as they like | |
| They’re luckier man than me | |
| I never get to lie very long | |
| I’m only 5 foot 3 | |
| Get up, get out, you lazy lout | |
| Get into your working clothes | |
| Up to your knees in oil and grease | |
| With the grindstone to your nose | |
| I’ll look for work tomorrow | |
| If you just let me sleep today |
| When I was young and short of tongue | |
| A silly wee fool was I | |
| The morning after I left the school | |
| I heard my mother sigh | |
| Get up, get out, you lazy lout | |
| Get into your working clothes | |
| Up to your knees in oil and grease | |
| With the grindstone to your nose | |
| I bought a clock, a bonny wee clock | |
| To help me tell the time | |
| It waken me every morning | |
| With a very poetic rhythm | |
| Get up, get out, you lazy lout | |
| Get into your working clothes | |
| Up to your knees in oil and grease | |
| With the grindstone to your nose | |
| I married a lass, a bonny wee lass | |
| And kept her many ayear. | |
| Come what may, she began every day | |
| By whispering in my ear | |
| Get up, get out, you lazy lout | |
| Get into your working clothes | |
| Up to your knees in oil and grease | |
| With the grindstone to your nose | |
| Some can lie as long as they like | |
| They' re luckier man than me | |
| I never get to lie very long | |
| I' m only 5 foot 3 | |
| Get up, get out, you lazy lout | |
| Get into your working clothes | |
| Up to your knees in oil and grease | |
| With the grindstone to your nose | |
| I' ll look for work tomorrow | |
| If you just let me sleep today |
| When I was young and short of tongue | |
| A silly wee fool was I | |
| The morning after I left the school | |
| I heard my mother sigh | |
| Get up, get out, you lazy lout | |
| Get into your working clothes | |
| Up to your knees in oil and grease | |
| With the grindstone to your nose | |
| I bought a clock, a bonny wee clock | |
| To help me tell the time | |
| It waken me every morning | |
| With a very poetic rhythm | |
| Get up, get out, you lazy lout | |
| Get into your working clothes | |
| Up to your knees in oil and grease | |
| With the grindstone to your nose | |
| I married a lass, a bonny wee lass | |
| And kept her many ayear. | |
| Come what may, she began every day | |
| By whispering in my ear | |
| Get up, get out, you lazy lout | |
| Get into your working clothes | |
| Up to your knees in oil and grease | |
| With the grindstone to your nose | |
| Some can lie as long as they like | |
| They' re luckier man than me | |
| I never get to lie very long | |
| I' m only 5 foot 3 | |
| Get up, get out, you lazy lout | |
| Get into your working clothes | |
| Up to your knees in oil and grease | |
| With the grindstone to your nose | |
| I' ll look for work tomorrow | |
| If you just let me sleep today |
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