| Well, I’m just a Workin' Man’s Dollar
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| In the pocket of his old blue jeans
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| I ain’t like my Wall Street brother
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| He’s in a bank so shiny and clean
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| Well, I’m faded and I’m wrinkled
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| Tattered and stained with sweat
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| But I’m the 1st one called when Uncle Sam Needs a hand with the
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| National Debt
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| I’ve been wages for the farm hand
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| For drivin' an old John Deere
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| I’ve been laid on a bar in a tavern
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| To buy a workin' man an ice-cold beer
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| I’ve been tipped to a truck-stop waitress
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| Taped where I was torn
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| And in the hand of a child I was laid on a plate
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| In a church on Sunday morn
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| They say I’m the root of all evil
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| I bring lust, power and greed
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| But this Workin' Man’s Dollar only buys the things
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| A workin' man really needs
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| Well, they say I’m worth about fifty-cents
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| In this modern inflated age
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| But don’t tell that to the young man slavin'
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| To make it on a minimum wage
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| Or that single workin' mother
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| She’s been scapin' to make ends meet
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| To make a house a home
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| Keep food on the table
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| And shoes on her baby’s feet
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| Well, I know my days are numbered
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| I’m gettin' threadbare and wearin' thin
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| And they’ll replace me with another
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| But I’d do it all again
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| Cuz I’ve seen this great big country
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| Passed from hand to callused hand
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| And I’ve got to say that I’m mighty proud
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| That I belong to a workin' man
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| They say I’m the root of all evil
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| I bring lust, power and greed
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| But this Workin' Man’s Dollar only buys the things
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| A workin' man really needs |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Workin' Man's Dollar , by - Chris Ledoux. Song from the album Classic Chris LeDoux, in the genre Поп