Okay, a second shot at the Oven boy shanty. This time, it's actually in a shanty format:
Hey! for the Ovens
When I was still a shy young lad
Hey! for the ovens! Ho! for the bread!
I left my home and Mum and Dad.
I’d rather be back home in bed!
A woman in a bakery
Hey! for the ovens! Ho! for the bread!
Said she might have a job for me
I’d rather be back home in bed!
Oh the oven boy works at the crack of dawn
Hey! for the ovens! Ho! for the bread!
With the heat of the ovens in the early morn
I’d rather be back home in bed!
I lift the bread and cakes and pies
Hey! for the ovens! Ho! for the bread!
While the sweat gets in my eyes
I’d rather be back home in bed!
The trays are heavy in my arms
Hey! for the ovens! Ho! for the bread!
Why did I ever leave the farm?
I’d rather be back home in bed!
Oh the oven boy works at the crack of dawn
Hey! for the ovens! Ho! for the bread!
With the heat of the ovens in the early morn
I’d rather be back home in bed!
I get a pie or cake each day
Hey! for the ovens! Ho! for the bread!
And cash to keep the bills at bay
I’d rather be back home in bed!
But still, I miss my little bed
Hey! for the ovens! Ho! for the bread!
And, surely, I am sick of bread.
I’d rather be back home in bed!
Oh the oven boy works at the crack of dawn
Hey! for the ovens! Ho! for the bread!
With the heat of the ovens in the early morn
I’d rather be back home in bed!
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