Workin' Man Blues

It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife

But I've been a workin' man, dang, near all my life

And I keep on working as long as my two hands are fit to use

I'll drink my beer in a tavern

Sing a little bit of these working man blues

I keep my nose on the grindstone, I work hard every day

I might get a little tired on the weekend after I draw my pay

But I'll go back workin, come Monday morning I'm right back with the crew

I'll drink a little beer that evening

Sing a little bit of these working man blues

Sometimes I think about leaving, do a little bummin' around

I wanna throw my bills out the window, catch a train to another town

But I go back working, I gotta buy my kids a brand new pair of shoes

I'll drink a little beer in a tavern

Cry a little bit of these working man blues

Here comes out working man

Well, hey hey, the working man, the working man like me

I ain't never been on welfare, that's one place I won't be

I'll be working as long as my two hands are fit to use

I'll drink a little beer in a tavern

Sing a little bit of these working man blues

This song for the working man!