Working Man’s Wage

[Verse 1]
I've seen mornings when a thousand bales of hay
Looked like a mountain to a boy my age
And I've seen my papa in that hot southern sun
Move those mountains one by one

[Verse 2]
And I've seen that same man come home from the mill
Pull forty hours for a hundred dollar bill
I've watched him struggle and I've watched him age
Raising a family on a working man's wage

[Chorus]
I grew up on a working man's wage
Blood, sweat and tears on every dollar he made
For the little he earned, there was so much he gave
And I hopе I am worthy of a working man's wage

[Verse 2]
I pick this guitar six nights a week
Papa can't believе they're paying me
It'd be so easy to let it go to my head
There's just one thing that I can't forget

[Chorus]
I grew up on a working man's wage
Blood, sweat and tears on every dollar he made
For the little he earned, there was so much he gave
And I hope I am worthy of a working man's wage

[Outro]
I've seen mornings when a thousand bales of hay
Looked like a mountain to a boy my age