The Limeliters — Max Goolis

[Chorus] Lord Lord Max Goolis was a street sweepin' man Max Goolis was a street sweepin' man Lord Lord Max Goolis was a street sweepin' man [Verse 1] When Max Goolis was a little bitty babe the first words that he did utter Were listen mom and dad I plan to spend my whole life in the gutter Lord Lord My whole life in the gutter [spoken] Well one day the boss came out on the job and he brought an automatic garbage truck around He said alright Max turn in your white ducks fella' you're through Can you imagine it, Goolis, foremost name in refuse, cast upon the heap, destitute He said just a minute sir, I deservе another chance, I propose a racе, me against the automatic garbage truck, what do you say? Well the entrepreneur was of the imaginative sort, always looking for some kind of incentive proposal short of profit sharing And he said alright Maxy, in view of your years of devoted service I'll tell you what I'm gonna do fella' You take one side of the street and the automatic truck will take the other, to the victor belong the spoils [Verse 2] They started down the avenue the scene it really looked bad The automatic truck was sweepin' up a storm and Max was shovelin' like mad Lord Lord And Max was shovelin' like mad [Verse 3] Max poured on the steam and then he said I have only saved a couple dimes I am behind by thirteen orange peels and a copy of the New York Times Lord Lord A copy of the New York Times (West coast addition) [spoken] Well eyewitnesses tell us that Max wasn't behind at all As a matter of fact he was pulling ahead slowly but surely In an epic of human labor when someone said suddenly "Hey look, there's a parade a'comin'" And sure enough it was the United State mounted cavalry I'm certain that no one expects as to include the very next verse (Certainly not our [?]) Of course Suffice it to say that the wind blew and quite a few objects were airborne Well some say it broke poor Max's heart and he died And others say not a bit of it His spirit lives on keeping things neat and clean here in San Francisco Because Max Goolis was a street sweepin' man [Verse 4] Lord Lord Max Goolis was a street sweepin' man He broke his poor heart and then he died but Max is really not gone On every single street where garbage lies his soul goes shovelin' on Lord Lord His soul goes shovelin' on And on and on His soul goes shovelin' on