Workin' Man (Nowhere To Go) Songtext
von Cherryholmes

Sittin′ alone in the dark
Wastin' my time in the barn,
′Cause I've got, nowhere to go

Had me a job 'til the market fell out
Tried hard to borrow but there was no help
Now I′ve got, nowhere to go

I need a job for these two hands
I′m a workin' man, with nowhere to go

One last look at the land
Auctioneer with his gabble in his hand
He said he′s got to go

Worked this piece all of my life
Broke my heart then took my wife
Now I've got, nothin′ to show


I need a job for these two hands
I'm a workin′ man
With nowhere to go

Wandered aimless in the city
With my dirty work boots and old straw hat in hand
Singin' a song about Woody Guthrie
This land is your land, it ain't my land

I′m a workin′ man, with nowhere to go

I was born to the sunrise
Breakin' back all day
Now I′ve got, somethin' to say

I am broke but not broken
I am not alone
There′s a lot a folks, with nowhere to go

Are they ever gonna understand
Can't leave a workin′ man
With nowhere to go


Are they ever gonna understand
You can't leave a workin' man
With nowhere to go