| You get up every morning 'fore the sun comes up
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| Toss a lunchbox into a pickup truck
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| A long, hard day, sure ain’t much fun
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| But you’ve gotta get it started if you wanna get it done
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| You set your mind and roll up your sleeves
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| You’re workin' on a working man’s Ph. D
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| With your heart in your hands and the sweat on your brow
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| You build the things that really make the world go around
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| If it works, if it runs, if it lasts, for years
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| You bet your bottom dollar, it was made right here
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| With pride, honor and dignity
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| From a man with a working man’s Ph. D
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| Now there ain’t no shame in a job well done
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| From driving a nail to driving a truck
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| As a matter of fact I’d like to set things straight
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| A few more people should be pullin' their weight
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| If you wanna cram course in reality
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| You get yourself a working man’s Ph. D
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| When the quittin' whistle blows and the dust settles down
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| There ain’t no trophies or cheering crowds
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| You’ll face yourself at the end of the day
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| And be damn proud of whatever you’ve made
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| Can’t hang it on the wall for the world to see
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| But you’ve got yourself a working man’s Ph. D
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| Now there ain’t no shame in a job well done
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| From driving a nail to driving a truck
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| As a matter of fact, I’d like to set things straight
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| A few more people should be pullin' their weight
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| If you wanna cram course in reality
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| You get yourself a working man’s Ph. D |