Lyrics of
Working Class Man

Working hard to make a living.
Bringing shelter from the rain.
A father's son left to carry on.
Blue denim in his veins.
Woah he's a working class man.
He's a steel town deciple.
He's a legend of his time.
He blew in like cyclone
Organized the picket line.
Woah he's a working class man.
Woah he's a working class man.
He believes in God and Elvis.
He gets out when he can.
He did his time in Vietnam,
still mad at Uncle Sam.
He's a simple man with a heart of gold
in a complicated land.
Oh, He's a working class man
Oh, He's a working class man
{Guitar solo}
They?re in love, he and the woman,
One day they?ll share their lives.
He?s saving all his overtime,
for the one love of his life.
He?s not worried about tomorrow,
because he just made up his mind.
See life's too short for burning bridges,
take it one day at a time.
Woah he's a working class man
Woah he's a working class man
{Guitar solo}
He works hard to make a living.
bringing shelter from the rain.
A father's son left to carry on.
Blue denim in his veins.
He?s not worried about tomorrow,
because he just made up his mind.
See life's too short for burning bridges,
take it one day at a time.