It's a big job getting by
With nine kids and a wife
You know I've been a working man dang
Near all my life
I'll keep on working
Long as my two hands are fit to use
I drink my beer at a tavern
And sing a little bit of
These working man blues
I keep my nose on the grindstone
Work hard every day
Get tired on the weekend
After I draw my pay
But I go back workin' come Monday morning
I'm right back with the crew
I drink a little beer that evening
Sing a little bit of these working man blues
Sometimes I think about leaving
Do a little bumming around
Throw my bills out the window
Catch me a train to another town
But I go back working
I got to buy my kids
A brand new pair of shoes
I drink my beer at a tavern and cry
A little bit of these working man blues
Here comin' workin' man
Well hey hey the working man
The working man like me
Never been on welfare
And that's one place he will not be
He'd be workin' long
As his two hands are fit to use
Might drink a little beer at a tavern
Sing a little bit of them workin' man blues
This song for the that speil flowers
Working man never open
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