Lyrics:
I get up at seven, yeah,And I go to work at nine.I got no time for livin',Yes, I'm workin' all the time.It seems to meI could live my lifeA lot better than I think I am.I guess that's why they call me,They call me the working man.They call me the working man.I guess that's what I am.I get home at five o'clock,And I take myself out a nice, cold beer.Always seem to be wonderin'Why there's nothin' goin' down here.Well they call me the working man.I guess that's what I am