Mean Old World

Oh it's a mean old world But I don't mind much Long as I've got you You and your gentle touch Oh I'll go to the river and catch us a fish And I'll bring it on back home to you We can fry it with spices and butter and wish For another good meal or two And I'll go to the corner and buy us some eggs And I'll cook up an omelet for you We can serve it with salsa and coffee pot dregs And glasses of fresh apple juice Oh it's a mean old world But I don't mind much Long as I've got you You and your gentle touch Oh I'll go to the market and buy you a dress That has polka dots, paisley, or stripes And I'll put on a record and play it full blast We can dance away all of the night Oh I'll go to the factory and work there all day And all day I will miss your green eyes Oh but I will come home, dear, and give you my pay 'Cause I know that you'll spend it right Oh it's a mean old world But I don't mind much Long as I've got you You and your gentle touch Oh the foreman he likes me and he treats me well But I'd much rather be home with you All the horrors of work, dear, I never can tell But you make up for them all, dear, it's true And we can sleep in tomorrow and do as we please There's no need to wake up too soon Oh we'll fry up our pancakes in old bacon grease And then serve them with fresh berries too Oh it's a mean old world But I don't mind much Long as I've got you You and your gentle touch