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damn the working man - croy and the boys lyrics

[verse 1]
my hands are dirty
my hands are strong
my hands can hold a shovel
all day long
my hands can put the work in
but they can’t make a living anymore
godd*mn the working man
godd*mn the working poor

[verse 2]
i can build a giant building
i can earn a decent wage
but the people who work inside of them
make me feel like i’m stuck in a different age
from a time before computers
where you’d work with your body and your mind
godd*mn the working man
godd*mn the working life

[chorus]
godd*mn the working man
to struggle every day
while the suits and ties move money around
and somehow that’s worth a hundred times my pay
godd*mn the working man
they’ve taken so much away
where there’s a few folks getting richer every year
while the rest of us stays the same
[verse 3]
i put a nine*hour in the kitchen
where the ovens will make you fry
i need some new shoes bad but all my extra cash
goes to a two*pack habit and a mobile line
sometimes i feel like walking
’til i finally reach the end
godd*mn where i started and godd*mn where i’m at
and godd*mn where it all ends

[verse 4]
in the coal mines and the steel mills
and on job sites across this land
hard folks toil to pick up the scr*ps
that fall from the twenty*first century’s hands
like ol’ john henry
they got machines they say can’t be beat
well, john henry died swingin’
am i even on my feet?
[chorus]
godd*mn the working man
to struggle every day
while the suits and ties move money around
and somehow that’s worth a hundred times my pay
godd*mn the working man
they’ve taken so much away
there’s a few folks getting richer every year
while the rest of us stay the same

[outro]
with so little to show for a job well done
my pride has turned to shame

- croy and the boys lyrics

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