Working Man

I drive a big old truck with the tires pumped up I?ve got my hands around a motor all day I?ve got my name on my shirt, a little grease, little dirt But it?s okay, she likes it that way Yeah oh whoa, I?m a workin? man I work on pistons and rings Carburetors and sing a little 'Walk This Way' on the radio I like my beer in a can, football and chewin? Red Man A little sweat on my brow and I?m right at home Yeah oh whoa, I?m a workin? man But you know when we?re all alone These hands of stone turn soft and slow And though I look rough outside she knows What?s inside of this heart of mine Oh, that?s workin? man Each day I work like a dog, I like to cruise on my hog I gotta a tattoo that says 'Life ain?t easy' And on the weekends at dawn I get up, mow the lawn Fix the dryer and the faucet that?s leakin? Yeah oh whoa, I?m a workin? man But you know when we?re all alone These hands of stone turn soft and slow And though I look rough outside she knows What?s inside of this heart of mine Oh, that?s workin? man Though the days are long, I gotta carry on Gotta lot of mouths to feed At the end of the day it?s worth the price I pay Just to hear my baby say she loves me You know when we?re all alone These hands of stone turn soft and slow And though I look rough outside she knows What?s inside of this heart of mine Oh, that?s workin? man Yeah, that's workin' man, that's workin' man