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