LJ: I've often thought it over many times before, but now I see baby, you just won't do no more.
You're getting old on your job, ah, you're getting old on your job.
I know you can't last long, babe, you're getting old on your job.

CS: Now listen to this! [spoken words]
You don't do nothin' like you used to do, but I know just what's wrong with you.
You're getting old on your job, you're getting old on your job.
You can't last long, you're getting old on your job.

LJ: Now listen here, mama! [spoken words]
You know I used to see you come and I would shout, but now you just as cold as a fire that's goin' out.
You're getting old on the job, ah, you're getting old on the job.
I know you can't last long, you getting old on your job.

CS: Oohhhhhhh! [soprano voice]
Nobody else is as no good as you, you ain't no more use than a worn out shoe.
You're getting old on your job, you're getting old on your job.
You can't last long, you're getting old on your job.

LJ: Look here, mama! [spoken words]
I tried to make out but I see there's no use, tell me what good is a berry when you can't find no juice?
You're know you're old on the job, ah, mama, you're old on the job.
I know you can't last long, ‘cause you old on the job.

CS: What about old, I'm leaving you this evening! [soprano voice]
You got as much life as a “pollock stick”, even a pack of “no good” when it's “out of fix.”
You done got old on your job, you're too feeble on your job.
LJ/CS: We can't last long, we're getting old on the job.