Working Man Songtext
von John Conlee

stumble from my good warm bed
e monday morning oh my head
d got to go and e do it all a again e
a wake up baby rise and shine
e its coffee, eggs, and bacon time
d walk your working e man out to the a car e

verse 2:
a the boss is in his usual mood
e not one thing does he approves
d sometimes you cant keep him a satisfied
up and down the assemble line
e worried faces much like mine
d showing the wear and tare in their a eyes


chorus:
their d making it hard on the a working man
e trying to make a livin any{a}way he can
d making ends meat on the a installment plan
e his money goes right a threw his hands
d heaven help us if you a think you can
their d making it ha{e}rd on the working man {d}{d}{e}{a}

verse 3:
a big policeman in his prime
e sits behind his billboard sign
d aims his radar gun right straight a at me
a letter from the irs
e said," boy your taxes are a mess"
d is this the way the good life is suppose to a be

chorus

verse 4:
a stumble from my good warm bed
e monday morning oh my head
d got to go and do it all a again
to much room in my frigidaire
e the kids all need new shoes to wear
d payments late on my old truck a again

chorus

repeat chorus and fade