Workin' Man

(álbum: Lookin' Good - 1980)

I never thought of calloused hand as being soft and warm
Or a hairy chest as a place of rest and shelter from a storm
I never pictured dreams come true and rawhide boots and jeans
Here I am with a working man and he's working miracles on me

Oh working man you took my hand then you set me free
You're the something I'm so glad I live to be
So love don't always wear the face we might expect to see
Oh working man your love works on me

I never really saw myself as someone who could share
My feelings with a gentle giant expecting him to care
But something in his big blue eyes says it's okay
Go ahead and there you'd slow and let me love your cares away

Oh working man you took my hand then you set me free
You're the something I'm so glad I live to be
So love don't always wear the face we might expect to see
Oh working man your love works on me