creedence clearwater revival - the working man lyrics
well, i was born on a sunday;
on thursday, i had me a job.
i was born on a sunday;
by thursday, i was workin’ out on the job.
i ain’t never had no day off
since i learned right from wrong.
said, i was bad;
i did something to her head.
mama said i was bad;
i did something to her head.
and poppa threw me out,
oh, said i gotta earn my own way.
i ain’t never been in trouble;
i ain’t got the time.
i don’t mess around with magic, child.
what i got is mine.
whatever you say, lord,
well, that’s what i’m gonna do.
whatever you say,
well, that’s what i’m gonna do.
’cause i’m the working man,
lord, and i do the job for you.
i ain’t never been in trouble;
i ain’t got the time.
i don’t mess around with magic, child.
what i got is mine.
every friday,
well, that’s when i get paid.
don’t take me on friday, lord,
’cause that’s when i get paid.
let me die on sat-rday night,
oh, before sunday gets my head.
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