Workin’ Man Blues

It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife I been a workin' man dang near all my life I'll be 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 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 Yeah drink a little beer in a tavern Cry a little bit of these working man blues Here comes working man 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 Cause I'll be working long as my two hands are fit to use I drink a little beer in a tavern Sing a little bit of these working man blues This song, for the working man