Lyrics:
It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
But I've been a workin' man dang near all of my life
And I'll keep on workin' long as my
It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
But I've been a workin' man dang near all of my life
And I'll keep on workin' long as my
a workin' man do
I got to buy my baby shoes
I keep on workin'
It's the only thing to do
I make my livin by the sweat of my brow
Oh-workin' just like
It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
I been a workin' man dang near all my life
I'll be working
Long as my two hands are fit
It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
But I've been workin' man, dang near all my life but I'll keep workin'
Long as my two
I'm a hard workin' man
I wear a steel hard hat
I can ride, rope, hammer and paint
Do things with my hands that most men can't
I can't get ahead
It's a big job gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
But I've been workin' man, dang near all my life but I'll keep workin'
Long as my two hands are
It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
But I've been a workin' man dang near all of my life
And I'll keep on workin' long as my
It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
But I've been a workin' man dang near all of my life
I'll keep on workin' long as these
Workin' and playin'
Playin' and workin'
Workin' and playin'
Well it wasn't by choice that I was born on Christmas
I popped out in Panama
It's a big job gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
Even I've been workin' man, dang near all my life but I'll keep workin'
As long as my two hands
? boots
And my old straw hat in hand
Singing a song by Woody Guthrie
This land is your land, it ain?t my land
I?m a workin? man
With nowhere to go
by the fireplace
Lyin' on my floor
By me in the bed
Tellin' me the same thing morning, noon and evening
That I'm all alone now since my man is dead
She's got dinner on the table at seven
The kids are tucked in bed by nine-fifteen
And she's headed for a hotel at eleven
To meet a man her family's
I dedicate this song to the workin' man
For ever' mabn that puts in a hard
Eight or ten hours a day of work and toil and sweat
Always got somebody
It's awful hard to find a job
On one side the government, the other the mob
Hey, hey ain't that right
The workin' man's in for a hell of a fight.
I dedicate this song to the workin' man
For every man that puts in eight or ten hard hours a day
Of work and toil and sweat
Always got somebody
It's a big job gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
But I've been workin' man, dang near all my life but I'll keep workin'
Long as my two hands are
me when I say my prayers
Ain't that I mind workin'
Workin' me is travelers
Journeyin' together to the promised land
Old man sorrow's marching all
have to answer
To any man
And worries has enough
And you can tell by lookin'
This country boy's
Just a happy son of a gun.
He's just a hard
I bought a scooter and I rented a shack
Out in the sun, by the railroad track
I got a job and I'm a-breakin' my back
Workin' and workin' for
turn and it's all gonna roll your way
Workin' nine to five, what a way to make a livin'
Barely gettin' by, it's all takin' and no givin'
They just
He was just a workin' man,
Simple rules and simple plans,
Fancy words he didn't understand,
He loved with his heart,
He worked with his
Born the middle son
Of a farmer
And a small town
Southern man
Like his daddy's
Daddy before him
Brought up
Workin' on the land
Fell in love
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