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

long as my two-hand 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 tight on the weekend

After I draw my page

I'll go back working

Come Monday morning

I'm right back with the crew

I drank a little beer that evening

sang a little bit of these working man blues.

Sometimes I think about leaving,

do a little bumming around.

I want to throw my bills out the window

Catch a train to another town

I'll go back working

Gotta buy my kids

A brand new pair of shoes

I drank a little beer in a tavern

Cry a little bit of these working man blues

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