Songtext von On The Old Assembly Line

On the old assembly line On the old assembly line Everything is hum-hum-hummin' On the old assembly line When the overalls combine With the mighty dollar sign There'll be miles and miles Of American smiles From the factory to the mine On the old assembly line (repeat once) (spoken): I'm the farmer who tills the soil I'm the driller who drills the oil I forge the rivets that weld the tanks I buy the bonds in a thousands banks I build the ships we're proud to sail I give my man a full dinner pail I clerk I fight I warden at night I plan I rig I jockey a jeep Ships, cars, planes, tanks North, south, east and west Turn the wheels and tanks For the millions of Yanks From the factory to the mine On the old assembly line!