It was one for the ages
One you just had to see
So I sat on the sofa
My two kids and I
And we watched on TV
And it was in the fifth inning
The game had to be stopped
The whole ballpark went nuts
When the number was dropped
My kids they clapped and they hollered
Me, I choked up with tears
Thinking back on the grace
He brought to that place
For over thirteen years
And as he stood in the spotlight
He looked so awkward and shy
And when they asked him to say
A few words on that day
This was his reply:
“I’m only doing my job like folks everywhere
Where I come from, it’s just how things are done
Doing your share
I did not love every part, still I’ll not think it odd
Give it my best, to hell with the rest.
Doin’ my job”
She gets up every morning
She gets the kids out the door
Then it’s carpool and shop
It’s vacuum and mop
Until they’re back home at four
Then it’s supper and homework
Until they’re all tucked away
Then it’s a kiss and goodnight
It’s turn out the light
For the four thousandth day.
She’s only doing her job like folks everywhere
Where she comes from, it’s just how things are done
Doing her share
She does not love every part, still she’ll not think it odd
To give it her best, to hell with the rest.
Doin’ her job
We deliver the mail
And we grow all the crops
We teach in the schools
We put out the fires
And we clerk in the shops
And we enter the data
We build the bridges and roads
We show up every day
We work for our pay
We carry the loads
We’re only doing our jobs like folks everywhere
Where we come from, it’s just how things are done
Doing our share
We do not love every part, still we’ll not think it odd
To give it our best, to hell with the rest.
Doin’ our job
We’re only doing our jobs we are folks everywhere
Where we come from, it’s just how things are done
Doing our share
We do not love every part, still we’ll not think it odd
To give it our best, to hell with the rest.
Doin’ our job
Give it our best, to hell with the rest.
Doin’ our job