The scaffolders wifeDrivin out of the yardWith a face thats as hardAs a scaffolders barWhen she goes into townShe might take the top downOn the carThe quick little stepsIn the stiletto bootsAnd the hair with the rootsShe comes in as a ruleTo get the nails doneAnd the tan for the sunWhen the kids are in schoolDont begrudge her the MercIts been nothin but work and a hard lifeLosin her looks over company booksThe scaffolders wifeIn the wicked old daysWhen they went it aloneKept the company goinOn a wing and a prayerThey dont pay what they oweWhen they have the cash flowThey dont careDont begrudge her the MercIts been nothin but work and a hard lifeLosin her looks over company booksThe scaffolders wife, the scaffolders wife