Lyrics:

It's a big job just getting by with nine kids and a wife
But I've been a working man dang near all my life
And I'll keep on working
As 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'll keep my nose on the grindstone, work hard every day
I might get a little tired on the weekend, after I draw my pay
But I'll go back to 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

Sometimes I think about leaving, do a little bummin' around
I want to throw my bills out the window, catch a train to another town
But I'll go back working
I gotta buy my kids a brand new pair of shoes

I'll drink a little beer in a tavern
Cry a little bit of these working man blues

Here comes that working man


Well, hey-hey, the working man, the working man, like me
I ain't never been on welfare and that's one place I won't be
'Cause I'll be working
As 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

This song's for the working man