Workin’ Man Blues Songtext
von Merle Haggard and The Strangers

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
But I'll keep on working ′long as my two hands are fit to use
I′ll drink my beer in a tavern
Sing a little bit of these working man blues

I keep my nose on the grindstone, I work hard every day
I might get a little 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′ll 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
I wanna 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 a little beer in a tavern
Cry a little bit of these working man blues
Here comes that working man

Well, hey, hey, the working man, the working man like me
I ain′t never been on welfare, that's one place I won't be
Well, I′ll be working ′long as my two hands are fit to use
I drink my beer in a tavern
Sing a little bit of these working man blues
This song's for the working man