Letra de
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 time deciple.
He's a legend of his kind.
He's running like cyclone
across the wild made Western sky.
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 life.
Oh, He's a working class man
Well he loves a little woman,
some day he'll make his wife.
Saving all the overtime,
for the one love of his life.
He ain't worried about tomorrow,
because he just made up his mind.
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
oh yeah,
yes he is
Well he's a working class man.
oh.
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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 gotta tell you he's a working class man
Working class, working class man.
Working class, working class man.
I tell you he's a working class man.
Working class, working class man.
oh yeah
Working class, working class man.
I tell you he's a working class man.