It's gonna take everybody to win this war
The butcher and the baker and the clerk in the store
The guys who sail the ships, and the guys who run the trains
And the farmer raisin' wheat upon the Kansas plains
The butcher, the baker, the tinker and the tailor
Will all work behind the soldier and the sailor
We're workin' in the cities, we're workin' in the woods
And we'll all work together to deliver the goods
Now, me and my boss, we never did agree
If a thing helped him then it didn't help me
But when a burglar tries to bust into your house
You stop fighting with the landlord and throw him out
I got a new job and I'm workin' overtime
Turning out tanks on the assembly line
Gotta crank up the factories like the President said
Damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead
I bet this tank will look mighty fine
Punching holes in Mr. Hitler's line
And if Adolph wakes up after the raid
He'll find every piece of shrapnel says ""U.S.A.""
From New York City to Frisco Bay
We're speedin' up production every day
And every time a wheel goes around
It carries Mr. Hitler to the burying ground
Almanac Singers - Deliver the Goods Lyrics
Almanac Singers - Deliver the Goods Lyrics
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It's gonna take everybody to win this war
The butcher and the baker and the clerk in the store
The guys who sail the ships, and the guys who run the trains
And the farmer raisin' wheat upon the Kansas plains
The butcher, the baker, the tinker and the tailor
Will all work behind the soldier and the sailor
We're workin' in the cities, we're workin' in the woods
And we'll all work together to deliver the goods
Now, me and my boss, we never did agree
If a thing helped him then it didn't help me
But when a burglar tries to bust into your house
You stop fighting with the landlord and throw him out
I got a new job and I'm workin' overtime
Turning out tanks on the assembly line
Gotta crank up the factories like the President said
Damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead
I bet this tank will look mighty fine
Punching holes in Mr. Hitler's line
And if Adolph wakes up after the raid
He'll find every piece of shrapnel says ""U.S.A.""
From New York City to Frisco Bay
We're speedin' up production every day
And every time a wheel goes around
It carries Mr. Hitler to the burying ground
The butcher and the baker and the clerk in the store
The guys who sail the ships, and the guys who run the trains
And the farmer raisin' wheat upon the Kansas plains
The butcher, the baker, the tinker and the tailor
Will all work behind the soldier and the sailor
We're workin' in the cities, we're workin' in the woods
And we'll all work together to deliver the goods
Now, me and my boss, we never did agree
If a thing helped him then it didn't help me
But when a burglar tries to bust into your house
You stop fighting with the landlord and throw him out
I got a new job and I'm workin' overtime
Turning out tanks on the assembly line
Gotta crank up the factories like the President said
Damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead
I bet this tank will look mighty fine
Punching holes in Mr. Hitler's line
And if Adolph wakes up after the raid
He'll find every piece of shrapnel says ""U.S.A.""
From New York City to Frisco Bay
We're speedin' up production every day
And every time a wheel goes around
It carries Mr. Hitler to the burying ground
Writer: BESS HAWES, LEE HAYS, MILLARD LAMPELL, PETER SEEGER
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Performed By: Almanac Singers
Length: 2:23
Written by: BESS HAWES, LEE HAYS, MILLARD LAMPELL, PETER SEEGER