That's What I'm Talkin' About.
Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha.

I Cut My Teeth On An Old Lawn-mower,
Cleanin' Out Gutters, Doin' Other People's Chores.
After School. Weekends An' Holidays.
Yeah, Ever Since Then, All I've Known,
Is My Nose On Fire From The Grindstone,
A Lifetime Built On An Hourly Wage.
Muscled Arms An' Calloused Hands:
I Am The Workin' Man.

The Sun Comes Up, The Sun Goes Down,
Gotta Keep This World Turnin' 'round.
Blazin' Hot, Freezin' Cold:
No Matter What, It Still Goes On.
Pushin', Pullin', Pourin', Mixin',
Somebody's Gotta Fix It:
I Am The Workin' Man,
Yes, I Am.

Now I've Laid Asphalt An' I've Laid Brick:
I've Hung Sheet, Rock And Shovelled Sh**,
Eat My Lunch Down At The Kwickie-Mart.
Oh, I Fill The Potholes On Easy-street,
So Show Some Respect When You Look At Me.
I'm Just Out Here Tryin' To Do My Part.
An' I Sleep Good When The Day Comes To An End,
'Cause I Am The Workin' Man.

The Sun Comes Up, The Sun Goes Down,
Gotta Keep This World Turnin' 'round.
Blazin' Hot, Freezin' Cold:
No Matter What, It Still Goes On.
Pushin', Pullin', Pourin', Mixin',
Somebody's Gotta Fix It:
I Am The Workin' Man.

I Can Swing A Hammer, Turn A Wrench,
Build A Tower, Dig A Ditch,
Drive A Truck That Shakes The Earth,
Somebody's Gotta Do The Dirty Work.

The Sun Comes Up, The Sun Goes Down,
Gotta Keep This World Turnin' 'round.
Blazin' Hot, Freezin' Cold:
No Matter What, It Still Goes On.
Pushin', Pullin', Pourin', Mixin',
Somebody's Gotta Fix It:
I Am...
I Am The Workin' Man.

Yes I Am,
Oh. The Workin' Man.