Oney

I dedicate this song to the working man

After twenty nine long years of working in this shop

With Oney standing over me

Today when that old whistle blows

I’ll check in all my gear and I’ll retire

And said they planned my little get-together

And then he said I’d never have made it

If old Oney hadn’t of held me to the fire

And woke up in the morning feeling tired

And old Oney don’t remember when I came here

How he tried to get me fired

Every morning Oney waited at the gate

Where he’d rant and rave like I committed murder

Clocking in five minutes late

Like I’ve seen ’em do when any man retires

And old Oney’s gonna tell me

From now on I’m free to do what I desire

They give a man a times like this

But there’s one thing he’s not counting on

Today’s the day I give old Oney his

Oney’s just been standing around and getting soft

And today about 4:30 I’ll make up for every

Good night’s sleep I’ve lost

As the working man that put his point across

With a right hand full of knuckles

Today’s the day I show old Oney who’s the boss