The scaffolder?s wife   Drivin? out of the yard   With a face that?s as hard   As a scaffolder?s bar      When she goes into town   She might take the top down   On the car      The quick little steps   In the stiletto boots   And the hair with the roots   She comes in as a rule      To get the nails done   And the tan for the sun   When the kids are in school      Don?t begrudge her the Merc   It?s been nothin? but work and a hard life   Losin? her looks over company books   The scaffolder?s wife      In the wicked old days   When they went it alone   Kept the company goin?   On a wing and a prayer      They don?t pay what they owe   When they have the cash flow   They don?t care      Don?t begrudge her the Merc   It?s been nothin? but work and a hard life   Losin? her looks over company books   The scaffolder?s wife, the scaffolder?s wife