Working Class Man

Working hard to make a living
Bringing shelter from the rain
A father's son, left to carry on
Blue denim in his veins
Whoa-oh-oh, he's a working class man

Well, he's a steel town disciple
He's a legend of his kind
He's running like a cyclone
Across the wild mid-western sky
Oh, oh-oh-oh, he's a working class man

(Oh-oh-oh) he believes in God and Elvis
(Oh-oh-oh) he gets out when he can
(Oh-oh-oh) he did his time in Vietnam
Still mad at Uncle Sam

(Oh-oh-oh) he's a simple man with a heart of gold
In a complicated land
Oh, he's a working class man

Well, he loves a little woman
Someday he'll make his wife
Saving all the overtime
For the one love of his life

He ain't worried about tomorrow
Because he just made up his mind
Life's too short for burning bridges
And take it one day at a time

Oh, oh-oh-oh, he's a working class man
Oh, oh-oh-oh, he's a working class man

Oh, yeah
Yes, he is
Well, he's a working class man, oh
My-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my

I tell you he's a working class man (working class, working class man), oh
Yes, he is (working class, working class man)
I've got to tell you he's a working class man (working class, working class man), oh
Working class (working class, working class man)

I've got to tell you he's a working class man
(Working class, working class man)
(Working class, working class man)
I tell you he's a working class man
(Working class, working class man) whoa
Alright (working class, working class man)
I tell you he's a working class man



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Cain
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