Workin Man Blues

It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
Yeah, but I've been a workin' man dang near all my life
I'm gonna keep working long as my two hands are fit to use

I drink my beer at tavern and
Sing a little bit of these working man blues

But I keep my nose on the grindstone, I work hard every day
Get 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 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
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 drink my beer at a tavern and
Cry a little bit of these working man blues

Here come a working man

Well, hey, hey, the working man, the working man like me
Never been on welfare, and that's one place I would not be
He'll be working just long as his two hands are fit to use

Might drink a little beer at a tavern
Sing a little bit of them working man blues

This song, for the working man