Workin' Man's Pay

I tell you, buddy, it ain't no fun
Working all day in the hot-hot sun
It don't seem right a man should work all day
In the hot-hot sun earning working man's pay

Working man's pay
Working man's pay
Swinging that sledgehammer every day
A bottle of beer at the end of the day
And a nagging woman
That's a working man's pay

I went to Hialeah with my pay in my hand
I bet all my money on an also-ran
Working, working 'til you waste away
In the hot-hot sun
Earning working man's pay

Working man's pay
Working man's pay
Swinging that sledgehammer every day
It don't seem right that a man should work this way
In the hot-hot sun earling working man's pay

I ain't got much, but I ain't no thief
And my old woman ain't long to leave
So while you hippies are picking flowers
Remember some jerks working working man's hours

I tell you, buddy, it ain't no fun
Working all day in the hot-hot sun
It don't seem right a man should work all day
In the hot-hot sun earning working man's pay

Working man's pay
Working man's pay
Swinging that sledgehammer every day
A bottle of beer at the end of the day
And a nagging woman
That's a working man's pay