Sammy and his wife Living city life From eight till six every day Fourtynine years and more They've spent in the big town store With never a morning away
All at once the day approaches Sammy knows it's time to leave One thing playing on his mind is Do they know how he will grieve
But Sammy needn't sigh His days have not passed by Without being noticed at all At nearly five to three The manager wants to see Sammy In his office by the hall
"Please accept this gift we offer Thank you for your loyal years" Then it's over, the store is silent Sammy cries devoted tears
What will Sammy do His working life is through But the firm must have Cared after all A part of him has died But he still has the pride Of five to three In the office by the hall
Have you read the morning paper Did you see my picture there Have you seen The watch I'm wearing Given to me on that dayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
