Lyrics

I make em early in the morning
Lord before the break of day.
It's too dark in that old kitchen
I can't even see my shoes.
Babe I'll tell you what we got now.
A little thing called sandwich blues.

I pull that bread right off the shelf now
Peanut butter, jelly too.
Every time I am so careful
Still that jelly hits the floor.
Well I tell you what we got now
A little thing called sandwich blues.

Throw that knife into the sink now
Peanut butter's on the wall.
I work so hard all day long
My sandwich keeps me feeling strong.
But when I drop them on the floor yeah, We got a thing called sandwich blues.
But when I drop them on the floor yeah, We got a thing called sandwich blues.
Sandwich blues...
Sandwich blues...
Sandwich blues...