Lyrics

Well, it's a hard job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife Well, I've been a workin' man da- near all my life But I keep on working Long as my two hands are fit to use Well, I drink my beer in the tavern And I sing a little bit of these workin' man blues Well, I keep my nose to the grindstone, work out every day I go out on the weekends, after I draw my pay But I keep on workin' Gonna buy my kid a brand new pair of shoes I might drink a little beer at evening And I'll sing a little bit of these workin' man blues Sometimes I feel like leaving, let's do a little bummin' around I'll throw my bills out the window And catch me a train to another town And keep on working Monday morning I'm right back with the crew Well, I drink my beer at evening And I sing a little bit of these workin' man blues Hey hey, working man, working man like me I ain't never been on welfare, that's one place I won't be 'Cause I keep on working, long these two hands are fit to use Well I drink a beer at the tavern And I sing a little bit of these workin' man blues
Writer(s): Merle Haggard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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