Well I've worn holes in my shoes
Walking these working man blues
And I feel I can't slow down
Till I find me the best
And I'm living like the rest
And they can lay me under the ground

You can call my life a mess
'N' say I'm directionless
But if you'd only see, my friend
I find work to be a means to reach all of my dreams
And you see work as a means to your own end

Well we won't fill our grave every penny that we save
And we never think to spend it on life
As soon as I get paid I'm taking time away
From the struggle, the stress, and the strife

What would you do on your morning commute
If the station wasn't there
Would you kick and curse like some kind of jerk
Would you stutter and cough, maybe take the day off
Or just pray with your knees in the dirt
I bet you'd just find another way to work


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