| Workin' man begs for his own sweet time |
| Busting them knuckles for a dollar and a dime |
| Spending his life on the factory line |
| Workin' man |
| Morning coffee in his steel toe boots |
| Drink it up, lace em up, light that fuse |
| Ain’t stacking nothing but some IOU’s |
| Workin' man |
| Can’t be late, can’t catch a break |
| BC Powder cause everything aches |
| Cold six pack, end of the day |
| Workin' man |
| Singing whoa |
| Whatcha gonna do |
| Woman needs loving and the kids need shoes |
| Ain’t nothing left when he pays them dues |
| Workin' man |
| Whoa, where ya gonna turn |
| Daddy said, 'Son, better listen, better learn |
| Ain’t nobody shelling out no concern for the workin' man' |
| Yeah, I’ve seen it first-hand, buddy, just like you |
| That’s why I’m out here singing these blue-collar blues |
| For the workin' man |
| Yeah, the workin' man remembers what he learned in the Bible |
| Devil’s gonna play when ya hands go idle |
| Always looking for a shot at the title of the workin' man |
| Yeah, all that stuff, when it hits the fan |
| Rolls downhill and lands on the workin' man |
| Whoa |
| Whatcha gonna do |
| Woman needs loving and the kids need shoes |
| Ain’t nothing left when he pays them dues |
| Workin' man |
| Singing whoa, where ya gonna turn |
| Daddy said, 'Son, better listen, better learn |
| Ain’t nobody shelling out no concern for the workin' man' |
| Yeah, I’ve seen it first-hand, buddy, just like you |
| That’s why I’m out here singing these blue-collar blues |
| For the workin' man |
| Whoa, where ya gonna run |
| Born here, die here, get the job done |
| It’s a life passed down like an ole shot gun |
| Workin' man |
| Singing whoa |
| Whatcha gonna do |
| Woman needs loving and the kids need shoes |
| Ain’t nothing left when he pays them dues |
| Workin' man |
| Singing whoa, where ya gonna turn |
| Daddy said, 'Son, better listen, better learn |
| Ain’t nobody shelling out no concern for the workin' man' |
| Whoa, where ya gonna turn |
| Whoa, better listen, better learn |
| Whoa, ain’t no concern for the workin' man |