Workin' Man Blues Songtext
von Merle Haggard
Workin' Man Blues Songtext
It′s a big job gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
Even I′ve been workin' man, dang near all my life
I'm gonna keep workin′ as long as my two hands are fit to use
I drink my beer at a tavern and sing a little bit of these working man blues
But I keep my nose on the grindstone, I work hard every day
Get 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 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
Throw my bills out the window, catch me a train to another town
But I go back working, I gotta buy my kids a brand-new pair of shoes
I drink my beer at the tavern and cry a little bit of these working man blues
Here comes workin′ man
Well, hey, hey, the working man, the working man like me
Never been on welfare, and that's one place I will not be
He′d be working just as long as his two hands are fit to use
Might drink a little beer at a tavern, sing a little bit of them working man blues
This song for the workin' man
Even I′ve been workin' man, dang near all my life
I'm gonna keep workin′ as long as my two hands are fit to use
I drink my beer at a tavern and sing a little bit of these working man blues
But I keep my nose on the grindstone, I work hard every day
Get 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 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
Throw my bills out the window, catch me a train to another town
But I go back working, I gotta buy my kids a brand-new pair of shoes
I drink my beer at the tavern and cry a little bit of these working man blues
Here comes workin′ man
Well, hey, hey, the working man, the working man like me
Never been on welfare, and that's one place I will not be
He′d be working just as long as his two hands are fit to use
Might drink a little beer at a tavern, sing a little bit of them working man blues
This song for the workin' man
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