I'm A Telling You - The Impressions

I’m a tellin' you whoa, I’m a tellin' you

I’m a tellin' you whoa, I’m a tellin' you

Well I got up, hmm

I go to work

I try real hard to do my job

But before the day is gone

I find out I done something wrong, yeah

I’m a tellin' you whoa, I’m a tellin'

I’m a tellin' you whoa, I’m a tellin' you

Days are gettin' longer, rounda my

Nights are getting shorter, rounda my

Way gets darker, rounda my

Work gets harder now

When I get home the wife is mad

Lil' girl she’s feelin' bad

Lil' junior he’s got the blues

He needs a pair of baseball shoes

And I’m a tellin' you whoa, I’m a tellin'

I’m a tellin' you whoa, I’m a tellin' you

Days are gettin' longer, rounda my

Nights are getting shorter, rounda my

Way gets darker, rounda my

Work gets harder now

In everything that I try to do

I’m tryin' to make this one dream come true

And maybe Lord some day I’ll find

Satisfaction and peace of mind, yeah-eh

And I’m a tellin' you whoa, I’m a tellin'

I’m a tellin' you whoa, I’m a tellin' you

Days are gettin' longer, rounda my

Nights are getting shorter, rounda my

Way gets darker, rounda my

Work gets harder now

Mmm mmm whoo

Mmm mmm mm whoo

Mmm mmm mm whoo whoo whoo whoo