I'm working, working all day long
I'm working all day long
I'm working my finger to the bone
I'm working all day long
And there is a hole in the bucket
Gotta keep the bone, keep it long

Martha, Martha, don't you cry
Martha, oh Martha, don't you cry
I know we'll get by
There's a hole in the bucket
But I don't know the reason why

I'm standin' waitin' for that train
I'm waitin' for that train
I'm standin', I'm waitin' for that train
Lord I'm waitin' for that train
There's a hole in the bucket
And I got nobody to blame