I am sore sure
Dilly-dally can do anything:
Goes to work, scratches his head-brings out his tools for an hour for so.
Packs up.
Away he goes...
Meets a client
Chats for an hour
Tries to talk his way out of the job,
Nice old man;
It\'ll cost him a bob.
Drives half an hour to town
To have a feed and look around
Visits his favourites
Likes that a lot...
Greeting familiar faces
Smiling in the crowd-
Makes his day
He has to say...
Of wasting time, he is proud.
Drives another hour back to the shed:
Loads up for tomorrow (yes he remembered his pen).
Sat back in his favourite chair
Gives thanks
Has a cry
Knowing tomorrow
Dilly-dally
Will have another try.
But the works not over
He does a 2nd shift
It\'s the time of the day
When his focus is in.
The work is play
Dilly-dallys tomorrow\'s
The bills-they\'ll pay.
He loves hisvwork
Because he loves you.
Without your help
Dilly-dally
Would be in the poo.