A Working Man Can't Make It No Way

Mama I wanna buck-and-wing, oh lord Mama I wanna buck-and-wing Well I don’t wanna go down To that home in the ground Well I can't make my hammer ring No, not like my daddy did Well I had a good mom and dad, oh lord And I had a good mom and dad Aw they worked every day And still they took 'em away Well I say heaven is the cruelest of them all And I say heaven is the cruelest of them all And I wanna go to Rockingham, oh lord Well I wanna go to Rockingham Where the water is sweet I wear no shoes on my feet And my bosses can just go to hell Tell 'em all I don’t give a damn Well heaven is the cruelest of them all , my friends Well heaven is the cruelest of them all Through those pearly locks Yeah they got 'em breaking rocks For the houses where the angels lay I guess a working man can’t make it no way A working man can’t make it no way, oh lord A working man can’t make it no way Well I was following the rules Just like everloving fools Aw a working man can’t make it no way Mmm mmm, mmm mmm mmm