Lace-up boots and faded jeans
A homemade sandwich, a half jug of tea
Average Joe, average pay
Same ol' end and same ol' dayBut there's nothing wrong with a hard hat and a hammer
Kind of glue that sticks this world together
Hands of steel and cradle of the Promised Land
God bless the working manAll week long making a living
Life keeps takin', he keeps giving
Behind the scene, below the grade
Hardly noticed but part of everythingBut there's nothing wrong with a hard hat and a hammer
Kind of glue that sticks this world together
Hands of steel and cradle of the Promised Land
God bless the working manHe gives his life then fades away
Another young man takes his place
Average Joe, average pay
Same ol end, same old' dayBut there's nothing wrong with a hard hat and a hammer
Kind of glue that sticks this world together
Hands of steel and cradle of the Promised LandNo, there's nothing wrong with a hard hat and a hammer
Kind of glue that sticks this world together
Hands of steel and cradle of the Promised Land
God bless the working manThe working man
Oh, the working man and woman
Composição: Alan Jackson.
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