Hard Working Man

He's a hard working man Works hard every day Gets drunk every night And he likes it that way A hard working man Works his fingers to the bone Spends the day with his crew Then goes home alone Work hard, hard working Body scarred, never shirking No time for worry or overthinking Sundown to midnight time for drinking No running past tragedies Alcohol the cure for hard history Bottle feed your feelings though it's not gonna last Escape the present you can't escape your past He's a hard working man Works hard all the time Gotta make a nickel Gotta make a dime Hard working man Working hard for the boss Try not to think about the actual cost Work never stops neither do the cheques Finish one job then it's on to the next Patching the holes and maintaining the connections Means no time for honest reflection Hiring and firing, managing and teaching All day long until home you are reaching Not before stopping at the corner store Get what you need and drink some more He's a hard working man Doing all the overtime Always on call Oh they've got you on the line Hard working man What ever will you do When the day comes When the time to work is through Imagine a vacation To some warm destination Where frustration and vexation Are no longer your vocation Where the sky meets the ocean Where you're at peace with your emotions Am I giving you a notion To put into motion Drop the hammer drop the bottle Ease up on the throttle I may not be Aristotle But I swear the truth I got'll Steer you in the right direction And offer a selection I say this with affection Time for a resurrection