chris ledoux – workin’ man’s dollar lyrics
well, i’m just a workin’ man’s dollar
in the pocket of his old blue jeans
i ain’t like my wall street brother
he’s in a bank so shiny and clean
well, i’m faded and i’m wrinkled
tattered and stained with sweat
but i’m the 1st one called when uncle sam needs a hand with the
national debt
i’ve been wages for the farm hand
for drivin’ an old john deere
i’ve been laid on a bar in a tavern
to buy a workin’ man an ice-cold beer
i’ve been tipped to a truck-stop waitress
taped where i was torn
and in the hand of a child i was laid on a plate
in a church on sunday morn
chorus:
they say i’m the root of all evil
i bring l-st, power and greed
but this workin’ man’s dollar only buys the things
a workin’ man really needs
verse:
well, they say i’m worth about fifty-cents
in this modern inflated age
but don’t tell that to the young man slavin’
to make it on a minimum wage
or that single workin’ mother
she’s been scapin’ to make ends meet
to make a house a home
keep food on the table
and shoes on her baby’s feet
well, i know my days are numbered
i’m gettin’ threadbare and wearin’ thin
and they’ll replace me with another
but i’d do it all again
’cause i’ve seen this great big country
p-ssed from hand to callused hand
and i’ve got to say that i’m mighty proud
that i belong to a workin’ man
repeat chorus
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