Pete Seeger — Teachers Blues

Oh teacher, teacher why are you so poor? Oh teacher, teacher why are you so poor? When it comes to unions you’re an amateur Now, unions are for workers but a teacher has prestige Oh unions are for workers but a teacher has prestige He can feed his kids on that old noblesse oblige Now prestige is fine but so is bread and meat Prestige is fine but so is bread and meat What good is that white collar when you cannot еat? Yes he wears a whitе collar, treat it with respect He wears a white collar, treat it with respect Financially he’s solid wreck Teacher, teacher be a happy drudge Ooh teacher, teacher be a happy drudge You can stoke yourself on that old intellectual fudge I’ve got the teacher’s blues, those blues are on my mind I’ve got the teacher’s blues, those blues are on my mind ‘Cause inflation’s got me, done left me far behind