I'm here trying to make a living
I ain't living just to die
Never getting back what I'm giving
Can someone, somewhere help me justify
Why these strong hands are on the unemployment line
And theres nothing left for what's on my mind
Who's gonna work for the working man
Work for the working man
Get your hands in the dirt, who's gonna work off the curse
Brother I've been damned if I don't raise a hand
Who's gonna work, work, work for the working man
Working Man
Empty pockets full of worry
I had to get two jobs and it was hard enough just getting by
But with the grace of God I'm getting us through
I only know what I know how to do
That I'm the only one who's gotta look my family in the eye
Day after day, night after night
Who's gonna work for the working man
Work for the working man
Get your hands in the dirt, who's gonna work off the curse
Brother I've been damned if I don't raise a hand
Who's gonna work, work, work for the working man
Working Man
Taken from AlbumSongAndLyrics.comI lost my pension
They took my ID
These were my friends
These were my dreams
These were my hopes
These are my streets
Can you hear me?