The Work Song
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Every time she'd find a minute
That's the time that they begin it
Cinderelly, Cinderelly (Cinderella!)

Cinderelly, Cinderelly
Night and day it's Cinderelly
Make the fire, fix the breakfast
Wash the dishes, do the mopping
And the sweeping and the dusting
They always keep her hopping
She goes around in circles till she's very, very dizzy
Still they holler "Keep a-busy, Cinderelly!"

We can do it, we can do it
We can help our Cinderelly
We can make her dress so pretty
There's nothing to it, really
We'll tie a sash around it
Put a ribbon through it
When dancing at the ball she'll be more beautiful than all
In the lovely dress we'll make for Cinderelly!

Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry
Gonna help our Cinderelly
Got no time to dilly-dally
We gotta get a-goin'
I'll cut it with these scissors!
And I can do the sewing!
Leave the sewing to the women
You go get some trimmin'
And we'll make a lovely dress for Cinderelly, whoo!





We'll make a lovely dress for Cinderelly!

Overall Meaning

"The Work Song" from Disney's Cinderella is a playful and catchy song that highlights Cinderella's never-ending house chores and her relentless work schedule. The first verse describes how whenever Cinderella finds a spare moment, her stepmother and stepsisters immediately assign her more tasks. The repetition of her name, "Cinderelly," emphasizes how she is constantly being called upon to work. This line serves as a nod to the nickname given to Cinderella by her stepfamily, distinguishing her from her real name, Ella.


The chorus focuses on the continuous nature of Cinderella's work. Day and night, she is tirelessly engaged in household chores. The list of tasks she is responsible for is long and includes mundane duties such as making fires, preparing breakfast, washing dishes, mopping, sweeping, and dusting. The phrase "They always keep her hopping" suggests that Cinderella is constantly in motion, going around in circles and never getting a break. Despite feeling dizzy and overwhelmed, she is told to continue working diligently, as her stepfamily demands her to stay busy.


The second verse brings a glimmer of hope and support for Cinderella. The mice, Jaq and Gus (as depicted in the Disney film), come to her aid, offering their assistance. They express their belief that they can help Cinderella and make her life better. They vow to make a beautiful dress for her to wear at the ball, where she will outshine everyone with her elegance. They convey their determination to put a ribbon and sash on the dress, ensuring Cinderella looks her absolute best.


In the final verse, the mice seize the opportunity to help Cinderella and eagerly rush to complete her dress. They hurry to gather the necessary materials and volunteer for different tasks. The phrase "Got no time to dilly-dally" emphasizes their urgency and determination. The mice divide the work, with the female mice taking care of sewing and the male mice focusing on finding decorations. The verse emphasizes the collective effort and the mice's dedication to creating a "lovely dress" for Cinderella, ensuring that she will be the most beautiful woman at the ball.


Overall, "The Work Song" showcases Cinderella's overwhelming workload and the hopes of the mice to assist her in making her dreams come true. It symbolizes the contrast between Cinderella's laborious chores and the respite and support she receives from her animal friends.


Line by Line Meaning

Every time she'd find a minute
Whenever Cinderella manages to have a spare moment


That's the time that they begin it
That's when her chores and tasks start


Cinderelly, Cinderelly (Cinderella!)
Referring to Cinderella by her nickname


Night and day it's Cinderelly
Cinderella's duties and responsibilities are constant, without a break


Make the fire, fix the breakfast
The work includes lighting the fire and preparing breakfast


Wash the dishes, do the mopping
Cleaning the dishes and mopping the floors


And the sweeping and the dusting
Also includes sweeping and dusting tasks


They always keep her hopping
The workload constantly keeps her busy and moving around


She goes around in circles till she's very, very dizzy
She continues her tasks in a repetitive and exhausting manner


Still they holler 'Keep a-busy, Cinderelly!'
Even though she's already busily working, they demand more productivity from her


We can do it, we can do it
We are capable of helping and supporting Cinderella


We can help our Cinderelly
We can provide assistance to Cinderella


We can make her dress so pretty
We have the skills to create a beautiful dress for her


There's nothing to it, really
It's not a difficult task, it can be accomplished easily


We'll tie a sash around it
We'll add a decorative belt to the dress


Put a ribbon through it
We'll adorn it with a ribbon


When dancing at the ball she'll be more beautiful than all
Cinderella will stand out and be the most stunning when she attends the ball


In the lovely dress we'll make for Cinderelly!
The dress we are creating for Cinderella will be absolutely beautiful


Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry
We must move quickly and urgently


Gonna help our Cinderelly
We are determined to assist Cinderella


Got no time to dilly-dally
We cannot waste any time or delay


We gotta get a-goin'
We must start working immediately


I'll cut it with these scissors!
I will use these scissors to assist in cutting fabric


And I can do the sewing!
I am capable of performing the sewing tasks


Leave the sewing to the women
Let the women handle the sewing responsibilities


You go get some trimmin'
You can go and obtain decorative elements


And we'll make a lovely dress for Cinderelly, whoo!
Together, we will create a beautiful dress for Cinderella


We'll make a lovely dress for Cinderelly!
The dress we are going to create will be stunning for Cinderella




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: WALTER BRANDIN, MACK DAVID, AL HOFFMAN, JERRY LIVINGSTON

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@Jizzlewobbwtfcus

Lyrics:

_Boys, workin' on empty
Is that the kinda way to face the burning heat?
I just think about my baby
I'm so full of love I could barely eat
There's nothing sweeter than my baby
I'd never want once from the cherry tree
'Cause my baby's sweet as can be
She give me toothaches just from kissin' me_

_When my time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold, dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her_

_Boys, when my baby found me
I was three days on a drunken sin
I woke with her walls around me
Nothin' in her room but an empty crib
And I was burnin' up a fever
I didn't care much how long I lived
But I swear I thought I dreamed her
She never asked me once about the wrong I did_

_When my time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold, dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her_

_When my time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold, dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her_

_My babe would never fret none
About what my hands and my body done
If the Lord don't forgive me
I'd still have my baby and my babe would have me
When I was kissing on my baby
And she put her love down soft and sweet
In the low lamplight I was free
Heaven and hell were words to me_

When my time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold, dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her

_When my time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold, dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her_



@nancyorozco8734

LYRICS:
Boys workin' on empty
Is that the kind'a way to face the burning heat?
I just think about my baby
I'm so full of love I could barely eat
There's nothing sweeter than my baby
I'd never want once from the cherry tree
'Cause my baby's sweet as can be
She give me toothaches just from kissin' me

When my time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her

Boys when my baby found me
I was three days on a drunken sin
I woke with her walls around me
Nothin' in her room but an empty crib
And I was burnin' up a fever
I didn't care much how long I lived
But I swear I thought I dreamed her
She never asked me once about the wrong I did

When my time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her

When my time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her

My baby never fret none
About what my hands and my body done
If the lord don't forgive me
I'd still have my baby and my babe would have me
When I was kissing on my baby
And she put her love down soft and sweet
In the lowland plot I was free
Heaven and hell were words to me

When my time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her

When my time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her



@raymondcastillo8502

He understands, a hard life, & humanity .
This is why I luv his music compositions !
They are beautiful, &
Tells us about how to keep going, & being strong to survive !!!
I luv it all & GOD BLESS YOU , HOZIER !!!
Courage, Devotion, Strength, Determination,
Love of Life, Survival,
& Love of her, him, or anyone that makes your
Life, Worth Living, & There for You !!!



@mon2799

Boys workin' on empty
Is that the kinda way to face the burning heat?
I just think about my baby
I'm so full of love I could barely eat
There's nothing sweeter than my baby
I'd never want once from the cherry tree
'Cause my baby's sweet as can be
She give me toothaches just from kissin' me
When my time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her
Boys, when my baby found me
I was three days on a drunken sin
I woke with her walls around me
Nothin' in her room but an empty crib
And I was burnin' up a fever
I didn't care much how long I lived
But I swear I thought I dreamed her
She never asked me once about the wrong I did
When my time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her
When my time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her
My baby never fret none
About what my hands and my body done
If the Lord don't forgive me
I'd still have my baby and my babe would have me
When I was kissing on my baby
And she put her love down soft and sweet
In the low lamp light I was free
Heaven and hell were words to me
When my time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her
When my time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her



@albav6043

Work Song
Hozier
Boys workin' on empty
Is that the kinda way to face the burning heat?
I just think about my baby
I'm so full of love I could barely eat
There's nothing sweeter than my baby
I'd never want once from the cherry tree
'Cause my baby's sweet as can be
She give me toothaches just from kissin' me

When, my, time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her

That's when my baby found me
I was three days on a drunken sin
I woke with her walls around me
Nothin' in her room but an empty crib
And I was burnin' up a fever
I didn't care much how long I lived
But I swear I thought I dreamed her
She never asked me once about the wrong I did

When, my, time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her

When, my, time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her

My baby never fret none
About what my hands and my body done
If the Lord don't forgive me
I'd still have my baby and my babe would have me
When I was kissing on my baby
And she put her love down soft and sweet
In the low lamp light I was free
Heaven and hell were words to me

When, my, time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her

When, my, time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her



@LanaLeon

Boys workin' on empty
Is that the kind'a way to face the burning heat?
I just think about my baby
I'm so full of love I could barely eat
There's nothing sweeter than my baby
I'd never want once from the cherry tree
'Cause my baby's sweet as can be
She gives me toothaches just from kissin' me
When my time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her
Boys when my baby found me
I was three days on a drunken sin
I woke with her walls around me
Nothin' in her room but an empty crib
And I was burnin' up a fever
I didn't care much how long I lived
But I swear I thought I dreamed her
She never asked me once about the wrong I did
When my time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her
When my time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her
My baby never fret none
About what my hands and my body done
If the lord don't forgive me
I'd still have my baby and my babe would have me
When I was kissing on my baby
And she put her love down soft and sweet
In the lowland plot I was free
Heaven and hell were words to me
When my time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her
When my time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her
💕



All comments from YouTube:

@shirabe64

This song has so much of the energy as one of my favorite lines of poetry, “They asked ‘Do you love her to death?’ I said ‘Speak of her over my grave and watch how she brings me back to life.’”

@user-bj7em4fv1p

Which poem is this? ❤️

@lilywillow-7951

I'd like to know what poem too! :)

@Aj-ze6ds

@Samantha Parker same

@leyanf4951

It’s an arabic poem by Qays Ibn al-Mulawwah, not Mahmoud Darwish.

@aureanabing1453

@@leyanf4951 thank you

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@cam5902

hozier keeps giving me unrealistic expectations for relationships, the way he speaks of his lovers seems rare.

@monkeysgame172

They're not too unrealistic. It just takes a lot of actually searching for the right person.

@levistr8shrimpin370

Real people are far and between. The sad truth about human nature. Let he/she without sin cast the first stone,...

@nilbadia2936

i dont have weed :(

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