Every Man To His Own Profession

When a farmer's farmin' let him raise his crop

When a woodsman's choppin' let him have his chop

When a porter's scrubbin' let him have his mop

Every man to his own profession

Let a doctor tend to ease and achin' back (Ooooh aye)

Let a railroad watchman switch his railroad track

let the laundry helper fill his laundry sack

Every man to his own profession

When a carpenter is sawin' on a piece of wood

Don't you be braggin' that you also could

He might hand you a saw and give a wise old call

You might start sawin' and saw your fingers off

When a schoolmarm's teachin' let her teach her school

when it comes to women, don't you be no fool

When it's life in general, here's a golden rule

Every man to his own profession

When a carpenter is sawin' on a piece of wood

Don't you be braggin' that you also could

He might hand you a saw and give a wise old call

You might start sawin' and saw your fingers off

When a schoolmarm's teachin' let her teach her school

when it comes to women, don't you be no fool

When it's life in general, here's a golden rule

Everyman to his own profession

So, consult the next Burt if you don't wanna be hurt

Every man to his own profession