Judy Garland - Dig-Dig-Dig Dig For Your Dinner (OST `Summer Stock`)

I don't want to sound like I'm preachin' a sermon
But I've heard people say
The early bird catches the worm
'N there's a lot of good logic in that old cliche
There are certain obligations you just can't shirk
You've got to put the heat on to make the kettle perk
And if you want it to be a good day
You've got to do a good day's work

You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig for your dinner

Nothin's what you get for free
You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig for your dinner
Never was a money tree
And furthermore, my friends, I must repeat
Nobody's livin' down on Easy Street
And if you want to owe for groceries
You're gonna get an awful lot of No sir ee's
You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig for a dollar
'Taint as simple as you think
You can't purloin a sirloin
Or the butcher will put you in the clink
You just can't be a lazy bird
You've gotta get off o' your twig
So you can afford your room and your board
And it's nice to have the price of a cig
Say, you've gotta pay the fiddler man
If you want to do a jig
You've gotta be as busy as a bee

To be a Mister B I G
And if you want some dig dig dignity
You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig, dig for your dinner
Dig, dig, dig, dig, dig

You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig for your dinner
Nothin's what you get for free
You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig for your dinner
Never was a money tree
And furthermore, my friends, I must repeat
Nobody's livin' down on Easy Street
And if you want to owe for groceries
You're gonna get an awful lot of No sir ee's
You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig for a dollar
'Taint as simple as you think
You can't purloin a sirloin

Or the butcher will put you in the clink
You just can't be a lazy bird
You've gotta get off o' your twig
So you can afford your room and your board
And it's nice to have the price of a cig
Say, you've gotta pay the fiddler man
If you want to do a jig
You've gotta be as busy as a bee
To be a Mister B I G
And if you want some dig dig dignity
You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig, dig for your dinner
Dig, dig, dig, dig, dig
Right

I don't want to sound like I'm preachin' a sermon
Oh, preach to me, preach
But I've heard people say
What did they say
They said, uh
The early bird catches the worm
'N there's a lot of good logic in that old cliche
You know he's right, listen to him children, he's right
There are certain obligations you just can't shirk
You've got to put the heat on to make the kettle perk
Now ain't dat da troo
Are ya list'nin' to da man
Dis is da man who saved me
I was wicked
I was mad
But dis is de man who showed me da way
Dis is da man who took me by da han' up to da glory room
Dis is da man who showed me da light

Dis man here, dis is da man who gave me da beat
Dis is da man who made me be righteous
Dis man
And if you want it to be a good day
You've gotta do a good day's work

You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig for your dinner
Nothin's what you get for free
You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig for your dinner
Never was a money tree
And furthermore, my friends, I must repeat
Nobody's livin' down on Easy Street
And if you want to owe for groceries
You're gonna get an awful lot of No sir ee's
You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig for a dollar
'Taint as simple as you think
You can't purloin a sirloin
Or the butcher will put you in the clink
You just can't be a lazy bird
You've gotta get off o' your twig
So you can afford your room and your board
And it's nice to have the price of a cig
Say, you've gotta pay the fiddler man
If you want to do a jig
You've gotta be as busy as a bee
To be a Mister B I G
And if you want some dig dig dignity
You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig, dig for your dinner
Dig, dig, dig, dig, dig
I don't want to sound like I'm preachin' a sermon
But I've heard people say
The early bird catches the worm
'N there's a lot of good logic in that old cliche
There are certain obligations you just can't shirk
You've got to put the heat on to make the kettle perk
And if you want it to be a good day
You've got to do a good day's work

You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig for your dinner

Nothin's what you get for free
You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig for your dinner
Never was a money tree
And furthermore, my friends, I must repeat
Nobody's livin' down on Easy Street
And if you want to owe for groceries
You're gonna get an awful lot of No sir ee's
You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig for a dollar
'Taint as simple as you think
You can't purloin a sirloin
Or the butcher will put you in the clink
You just can't be a lazy bird
You've gotta get off o' your twig
So you can afford your room and your board
And it's nice to have the price of a cig
Say, you've gotta pay the fiddler man
If you want to do a jig
You've gotta be as busy as a bee

To be a Mister B I G
And if you want some dig dig dignity
You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig, dig for your dinner
Dig, dig, dig, dig, dig

You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig for your dinner
Nothin's what you get for free
You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig for your dinner
Never was a money tree
And furthermore, my friends, I must repeat
Nobody's livin' down on Easy Street
And if you want to owe for groceries
You're gonna get an awful lot of No sir ee's
You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig for a dollar
'Taint as simple as you think
You can't purloin a sirloin

Or the butcher will put you in the clink
You just can't be a lazy bird
You've gotta get off o' your twig
So you can afford your room and your board
And it's nice to have the price of a cig
Say, you've gotta pay the fiddler man
If you want to do a jig
You've gotta be as busy as a bee
To be a Mister B I G
And if you want some dig dig dignity
You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig, dig for your dinner
Dig, dig, dig, dig, dig
Right

I don't want to sound like I'm preachin' a sermon
Oh, preach to me, preach
But I've heard people say
What did they say
They said, uh
The early bird catches the worm
'N there's a lot of good logic in that old cliche
You know he's right, listen to him children, he's right
There are certain obligations you just can't shirk
You've got to put the heat on to make the kettle perk
Now ain't dat da troo
Are ya list'nin' to da man
Dis is da man who saved me
I was wicked
I was mad
But dis is de man who showed me da way
Dis is da man who took me by da han' up to da glory room
Dis is da man who showed me da light

Dis man here, dis is da man who gave me da beat
Dis is da man who made me be righteous
Dis man
And if you want it to be a good day
You've gotta do a good day's work

You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig for your dinner
Nothin's what you get for free
You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig for your dinner
Never was a money tree
And furthermore, my friends, I must repeat
Nobody's livin' down on Easy Street
And if you want to owe for groceries
You're gonna get an awful lot of No sir ee's
You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig for a dollar
'Taint as simple as you think
You can't purloin a sirloin
Or the butcher will put you in the clink
You just can't be a lazy bird
You've gotta get off o' your twig
So you can afford your room and your board
And it's nice to have the price of a cig
Say, you've gotta pay the fiddler man
If you want to do a jig
You've gotta be as busy as a bee
To be a Mister B I G
And if you want some dig dig dignity
You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig, dig for your dinner
Dig, dig, dig, dig, dig

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