Paroles:
Guttermouth God Steve Mcqueen The Work Song

a journeyman My mother works, my father works My brother works and now I work I love to work, work, work, work, work, work America A country carried on the back of the working

a journeyman My mother works, my father works My brother works and now I work I love to work, work, work, work, work, work America A country carried on the back of the working