Working class man

working hard to make a living bringing shelter from the rain a fathers son left to carry on blue denim in his vein oh oh oh he's a working cla*s man well he's a steel town deciple he's a legend of his kind he's running like a cyclone across the wild mid western sky oh oh oh he's a working cla*s 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 cla*s man well he loves a little woman someday he'll make his wife saving all the overtime for the one love of his life he ain't worried about tomorrow cause he just made up his mind life's too short for burning bridges take it one day at a time oh oh oh he's a working cla*s man oh oh oh he's a working cla*s man oh yeah yes he is well he's a working cla*s man oh ma ma . . . . . . . i tell you he's a working cla*s man (bv) working cla*s working cla*s man yes he is (bv) working cla*s working cla*s man i wanna tell you he's a working cla*s man (bv) working cla*s working cla*s man ma ma ma (bv) working cla*s working cla*s man i got to tell you he's a working cla*s man (bv) working cla*s working cla*s man (bv) working cla*s working cla*s man i tell you he's a working cla*s man (bv) working cla*s working cla*s man (bv) working cla*s working cla*s man i tell you he's a working cla*s man