Paroles: Ty Herndon. Hands Of A Working Man.

At the local diner just outside of town
He comes in an hour early just to beat the morning crowd
He stares out the window and stirs his coffee cup
Another day, another dollar short of catchin' up

Same old job and same old dull routine
But in his heart, he knows what it brings

A two bedroom house for his family of three
He's givin' his all, makin' ends meet
A secondhand car, a washin' machine
They may not have much, but he gets what they need
With the hands of a workin' man

Down at the factory, standin' in line
He waits to punch the time clock, a million worries on his mind
Oh, Jimmy's needin' braces and Betty's needin' time
And the problems that he's facin', they're all building up inside

Same old job and same old dull routine
But in his heart he knows what it brings

A two bedroom house for his family of three
He's givin' his all, makin' ends meet
A secondhand car, a washin' machine
They don't have much, but he gets what they need
With the hands of a workin' man

Same old job, same old dull routine
But in his heart, he knows what it brings

A two bedroom house for his family of three
He's givin' his all, makin' ends meet
A secondhand car, a washing machine
They don't have much, but he gets what they need
With the hands of a workin' man
With the hands of a workin' man