Workin’ Man’s Blues

It's a big job just getting by with nine kids and a wife
I been a working 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 working, 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

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
'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

Sometimes, I think about leaving, do a little bumming around
I wanna throw my bills out the window, catch a train to another town
But I go back a-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

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
But I'll be working long as my two hands are fit to use
I'll drink my little beer in a tavern
Sing a little bit of these working man blues
Yeah, drink my beer in a tavern
Cry a little bit of these working man blues