Larry Fleet - Working man

4^Gam, lord don't it co^Cme way too so^Gon. Ya think by now it'd be somethin' you'd be u^Dsed to. So put on the cof^Gfee,^C turn on the n^Gews. It's gonna be hot as hell, but at least the skies are b^Dlue. You're clockin' ^Cin, wore out, but ya ^Ddo what ya gotta do.^G

I know you're tir^Ced, I know you're hurti^Gn'. I know you're broke dow^Dn to the bone^G. But your bi^Clls are paid and there's smi^Glin' faces, wai^Dtin' on you at home. ^CIt ain't always ^Emeasy. It ain't e^Cver like ya pl^Ganned, ^G/F#ah but m^Eman, ain't work^Din', workin' man^G.

N^Gow you're goin' home, while the su^Cn's goin' down^G. You're still miles away, but you can already hear the so^Dund....of a little voi^Gce, sayin^C' 'daddy come out and play'^G. So ya steal a couple more minutes from a damn good d^Day. You're clockin' ^Cin, wore out, wouldn't w^Dant it any other way^G.

I know you're tir^Ced, I know you're hurti^Gn'. I know you're broke dow^Dn to the bone^G. But your bi^Clls are paid and there's smi^Glin' faces, wai^Dtin' on you at home. ^CIt ain't always ^Emeasy. It ain't e^Cver like ya pl^Ganned, ^G/F#ah but m^Eman, ain't work^Din', workin' man^G.

It's the sw^Ceat, and blood and brui^Gses...calloused^D hands, hard as ca^Gn be. There's br^Cead on the ta^Gble, and D N.C. presents under the tree.

I know you're tir^Ced, I know you're hurti^Gn'. I know you're broke dow^Dn to the bone^G. But your bi^Clls are paid and there's smi^Glin' faces, wai^Dtin' on you at home. ^CIt ain't always ^Emeasy. It ain't e^Cver like ya pl^Ganned, ^G/F#ah but m^Eman, ain't work^Din', workin' man^G.

^CIt ain't always ^Emeasy. It ain't e^Cver like ya pl^Ganned, ^G/F#ah but m^Eman, ain't work^Din', workin' man.^G [Outro] C D G Em C D G