Working Class Man

Lyrics

Working hard to make a living Bringing shelter from the rain A father's son left to carry on Blue denim in his veins Oh, he's a working class man Well, he's a steel town disciple He's a legend of his kind He's running like a cyclone Across the wild midwestern sky Oh, he's a working class man (Whoa) He believes in God and Elvis (Whoa) He gets out when he can (Whoa) He did his time in Vietnam Still mad at Uncle Sam (Whoa) He's a simple man With a heart of gold In a complicated land Oh, he's a working class man Well, he loves a little woman Someday he'll make his wife Saving all the overtime For the one love of his life He ain't worried about tomorrow 'Cause he just made up his mind Life's too short for burning bridges Take it one day at a time Oh, he's a working class man Oh, he's a working class man Oh yeah Yes he is Well, he's a working class man, oh Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma I tell you he's a working class man (Working class, working class man) Yes he is (Working class, working class man) I wanna tell you he's a working class man (Working class, working class man) Ma ma ma (Working class, working class man) I tell you he's a working class man (Working class, working class man) Oh yeah