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Working Man
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On Tour
Rock
Working Man was released on October 24, 1995 by Edwin McCain as a part of the album Solitude
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Release DateOctober 24, 1995
LabelEdwin McCain
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM85

Credits

Lyrics

With brand new heartstrings that shine like gold
And a neck and back that's new and strong
That sweet simple freedom he called his friend
Fretted easily as he played life's songs
In a time when peace was a wonderful thing
And love seemed to have no cost
Living free and found in a brand new life
Some with jaded eyes would say his way was lost
So tell me the stories that shaped your ways
Sweet memories you hold so dear
And though it seems simple you know it makes me smile
Just to understand the path that brought you here
With spots on his heartstrings from a jealous mind
Mothers tend to hide their wrongs
And time brings tinting on the strands of gold
And the neck and back somehow don't seem so strong
With a caged in soul and tensions still unsolved
Working longer days of grit and grind
Well he watched his thumb stop a westbound truck
And with an aching heart he left his friend behind
So don't leave those gold strings and the free wind sound
In a case with those who'll never understand
Just to clear your head boy and to turn yourself around
Without your guitar you're just another working man
The leaves fell and grew again as the seasons passed
They blew away like the family he once knew
His guitar rode with them on their eastbound way
He searched long and hard did everything he could do
And following his thumb again his eyes grew wide
To stumble on the clan of his past
The case was dusty the buckles still locked down
But he finally found his old friend at last
And I stared wide eyed as he told me his tale
Then an old case he pulled from behind the door
The heartstrings were tarnished the wood was cracked
The song of the life his friend could sing no more
So don't leave those gold strings and the free wind sound
In a case with those who'll never understand
Just to clear your head boy and to turn yourself around
Without your guitar you're just another working man
Just a working man
Oh working man
Written by: Edwin Cole Mc Cain
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