Out here the nights are long, the days are lonely.
I think of you, and I’m working on a
dream…
I’m working on a
dream.
The cards I’ve drawn’s a rough hand, darlin’ -
I straighten my back, and I’m working on a dream…
I’m working on a dream.
I’m working on a dream, though it feels so far away.
I’m working on a dream, and I know it will be mine some day.
Rain pourin’ down, I swing my hammer.