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by nickbporter at 5/29/2009 12:05:02 AM
THE Balled of a workin man
He pulls on his torn jeans & heads out the door
He lights a ciggerette and asks what hes working for
Moneys low in the bank and the phone bills past due
Hes trying hard to hide what he's goin through
His hands are calloused he's as tough as stone
his wife wonders why shes alone
Cause he's a father husband and a friend
he's always working never seein the end
so he try's hard to do what he must
because his heart is gentle even though his hands are rough......
His back is aching he still pushes on
how he longs for the days when he was strong
but he works hard doin the best that he can
Lord knows its hard to be a family man
his hands are calloused he's as tough as stone
his wife wonders why she's alone
cause he's a father husband and a friend
he's always working never seeing the end
so he trys hard to do what he must
because his heart is gentle even though his hands are
rough......
So he works hard to do the bes that he can
Lord knows its hard to be a family man
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