Il testo della 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'll keep on workin'
Long as my two hands are fit to use
I'll drink my beer in a tavern
Sing a little bit of these workin' man blues
I keep my nose on the grindstone, work hard everyday
I might get a little tired on the weekend, after i draw my pay
I'll go back workin', come monday morning
I'm right back with the crew
And i drink a little beer that evening

Sing a little bit of these workin' man blues
Sometimes i think about leaving, do a little bumming around
I want to throw my bills out the window
Catch a train to another town
I'll go back workin', gotta buy my kids a brand new pair of shoes
I drink a little beer in a tavern
Cry a little bit of these workin' man blues
Well, hey hey the workin' man, the workin' man like me
I ain't never been on welfare that's one place i won't be
I'll be workin', long as my two hands are fit to use
I'll drink my beer