Letra da Música: Five O'clock World - Hal Ketchum

Up every morning just to keep a job
Gotta fight my way through the hustling mob
Sounds of the city pounding in my brain
While another day goes down the drain

It's a five o'clock world when the whistle blows
No one owns a piece of my time
And there's a five o'clock me inside my clothes
Thinking that the world looks fine yeah

Tradin' my time for the pay I get
Livin' on the money that I ain't made yet
Gotta keep goin' gotta make my way
But I live for the end of the day

It's a five o'clock world when the whistle blows
No one owns a piece of my time
And there's a long haired girl who waits I know
To ease my troubled mind yeah
[ yodel ]
In the shelter of her arms everything's okay
She talks abd the world goes slipping away
I know the reason I can still go on
When every other reason is gone

Cause in my five o'clock world she waits for me
Nothing else matters at all
Cause everytime my baby smiles at me
I know that it's all worthwhile yeah