Working Man's Son Songtext
von Don Williams
Working Man's Son Songtext
If all I′ll get is what I got
If the good lord said, you've had your shot
Once I got past my state of shock
I′d smile and tell him thanks a lot
If all I'll do, Is what I've done
Put my last notch on my gun
Well I′d look back at how far I′ve come
And I'd say not bad for a workin′ man's son
I′ve had my fun, I've made some friends
I′ve loved and lost and loved again
Been down that less traveled road just to see how far it goes
I've spoke my mind, I've been myself
Tried not to hurt nobody else
But if I did, I hope they′ll forgive
I′ve wasted time, I've blown some cash
Lost some things I won′t get back
I few times there I got off track
But I'm hoping God′s okay with that
I've had my fun, I′ve made some friends
I've loved and lost and loved again
Been down that less traveled road just to see how far it goes
I've spoke my mind, I′ve been myself
Tried not to hurt nobody else
But if I did, I hope they′ll forgive
I'd like to think, I′ll still be here
To celebrate a hundred years
With a lid cigar, and an ice cold bear
Laughing hard and thinking clear
But if I'm not I′ve had my run
Not bad for a working man's son
If the good lord said, you've had your shot
Once I got past my state of shock
I′d smile and tell him thanks a lot
If all I'll do, Is what I've done
Put my last notch on my gun
Well I′d look back at how far I′ve come
And I'd say not bad for a workin′ man's son
I′ve had my fun, I've made some friends
I′ve loved and lost and loved again
Been down that less traveled road just to see how far it goes
I've spoke my mind, I've been myself
Tried not to hurt nobody else
But if I did, I hope they′ll forgive
I′ve wasted time, I've blown some cash
Lost some things I won′t get back
I few times there I got off track
But I'm hoping God′s okay with that
I've had my fun, I′ve made some friends
I've loved and lost and loved again
Been down that less traveled road just to see how far it goes
I've spoke my mind, I′ve been myself
Tried not to hurt nobody else
But if I did, I hope they′ll forgive
I'd like to think, I′ll still be here
To celebrate a hundred years
With a lid cigar, and an ice cold bear
Laughing hard and thinking clear
But if I'm not I′ve had my run
Not bad for a working man's son
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