Workin’ Man’s Blues Songtext
von Merle Haggard

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