From the album Dust 'n Bones

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Lyrics

Workin’ Man Blues

I wake up in the lion’s den waiting for the roar
I put myself together and climb in my old ford
Work my fingers to the bone and drag my ass home at night
Into the arms of my girl and pour me a cold bud-light

Cos’ I’m just a blue collar, workin’ man, tryin’ to do all I can
Living between pay checks
Looking for break from the one’s who’ve got it made
And hoping that I’ll be next
Cos I’m up to my neck… livin in debt…
Thanks to my uncle sam, I got the workin’ man
I got the workin’ man’s blues

When the pharmaceutical companies and taxman take their slice
It leaves me so damn poor I can’t even spend the night
I don’t mean to be downhearted it’s just my point of view
But if I had a bit mo’ money I’d probably sing a different tune

Cos’ I’m just a blue collar, workin’ man, tryin’ to do all I can
Living between pay checks
Looking for break from the one’s who’ve got it made
And hoping that I’ll be next
Cos I’m up to my neck… livin in debt…
Thanks to my uncle sam, I got the workin’ man
I got the workin’ man’s blues

Middle class, white trash, tryin’ to make some hard cash
Living between pay checks
Cos I’m up to my friggin’ neck…
Livin in some deep debt…

I got the workin’ man, I got the workin’ man
I got the workin’ man’s blues

I got the workin’ man, I got the workin’ man
I got the workin’ man’s blues

I got the workin’ man, I got the workin’ man
I got the workin’ man’s blues


Words & Music: Steven Wells
Drunk Mosquitoes BMI 2008
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Steven Wells: Lead & Harmony Vocals, Rhythm Guitars
Joey Maggard: Lead & Rhythm Guitars, Harmony Vocals
Matt Conlin: Bass
Eric Fields: Drums
Matt Winegar: Harmonica