Nearer My Job to Thee

Nearer my job to thee,

Nearer with glee,

Three plunks for the office fee,

But my fare is free.

My train is running fast,

I’ve got a job at last,

Nearer my job to thee

Nearer to thee.

 

Arrived where my job should be,

Nothing in sight I see,

Nothing but sand, by gee,

Job went up a tree.

No place to eat or sleep,

Snakes in the sage brush creep.

Nero a saint would be,

Shark, compared to thee.

 

Nearer to town ! each day

(Hiked all the way),

Nearer that agency,

Where I paid my fee,

And when that shark I see

You’ll bet your boots that he

Nearer his god shall be.

Leave that to me.