Goldwatch Blues

Goldwatch Blues - Donovan

I went up for my interview

On the 4th day of july

The personnel man he questioned me

Until I nearly cried

Made me fill in forms

Until I shook with fear

About the colour of my toilet roll

And if my cousin's queer

Here's your gold watch and the

Shackles for your chains

And your piece of paper

To say you left here sane

And if you've a son

Who wants a good career

Just get him to sign

On the dotted line and work for 20 years

He asked me how many jobs I'd had before

He nearly had a heart attack

When I answered four

Four jobs of 20 years or more

This can never be

We only take on men

Who work on until they die

Here's your gold watch

And the shackles for your chains

And your piece of paper

To say you left here sane

And if you've a son

Who wants a good career

Just get him to sign on the dotted line

And work for 20 years

He took me outside to

Where the gravestones stand in line

This is where we bury them

In quickstone and in lime

And if you're going to work for us

This you must agree

That if you're going to die

Please do it during tea – break

Here's your gold watch

And the shackles for your chains

And your piece of paper

To say you left here sane

And if you've a son

Who wants a good career

Just get him to sign on the dotted line

And work for 20 years

This story that you've hear

You may think rather queer

But it is the truth you'll

Be surprised to hear

I did not want some job up on the board

I just wanted to take a broom

And sweep the bloody floor

Here's your goldwatch

And the shackles for your chain

And your piece of paper

To say you left here sane

And if you've a son

Who wants a good career

Just get him to sign on the dotted line

And work for fifty years