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