
Working Man’s Wage Trace Adkins
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[Verse 1]
I've seen mornin's when a thousand bales of hay
Looked like a mountain to a boy my age
And I've seen my daddy in that hot southern sun
Move those mountains one by one
[Verse 2]
And I've seen that same man come home from the mill
Pull forty hours for a hundred-dollar bill
I've watched him struggle and I've watched him age
Raisin' a family on a workin' man's wage
[Chorus]
I grew up on a workin' man's wage
Blood, sweat and tears on every dollar he made
For the little he earned there was so much he gave
And I hope I am worthy of a workin' man's wage
[Verse 3]
I pick this guitar six nights a week
Daddy can't believe that they're payin' me
It would be so easy to let it go to my head
But there's just one thing that I can't forget
[Chorus]
I grew up on a workin' man's wage
Blood, sweat, and tears on every dollar he made
For the little he earned there was so much he gave
And I hope I am worthy, I hope I am worthy of a workin' man's wage
I've seen mornin's when a thousand bales of hay
Looked like a mountain to a boy my age
And I've seen my daddy in that hot southern sun
Move those mountains one by one
[Verse 2]
And I've seen that same man come home from the mill
Pull forty hours for a hundred-dollar bill
I've watched him struggle and I've watched him age
Raisin' a family on a workin' man's wage
[Chorus]
I grew up on a workin' man's wage
Blood, sweat and tears on every dollar he made
For the little he earned there was so much he gave
And I hope I am worthy of a workin' man's wage
[Verse 3]
I pick this guitar six nights a week
Daddy can't believe that they're payin' me
It would be so easy to let it go to my head
But there's just one thing that I can't forget
[Chorus]
I grew up on a workin' man's wage
Blood, sweat, and tears on every dollar he made
For the little he earned there was so much he gave
And I hope I am worthy, I hope I am worthy of a workin' man's wage
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