Lyrics

Heart of a Workin' Man

Verse1:
My Dad and I went for a drive
And we passed by the place he used to work
Now it's just a barren field
Overgrown with weeds, stones and dirt
He worked the lines for thirty years
I don't recall he ever missed a day
To think he put in all that time
My ol' man, he never did complain

Chorus:
'Cause in the heart of a workin' man
There's a hero with calloused hands
Always believing, that God is on his side
Doin' a whole lot of nothin', don't fit into the plan
In the heart of a workin' man

Verse2:
As we drove further down the road
I saw a smile cross my Daddy's face
Said, I still hear that whistle blowin'
It was hot as hell's own boiler, in that place
If the line broke down, each man pitched in
Didn't matter 'bout his title or his rank
If it meant workin' day and night
That's what we did without a word of thanks

(Repeat Chorus :)

Verse3:
My Daddy looks around these days
And sees the way the world has come to change
The big boss looking at the bottom line
Only seeing numbers, not a face
There's no more talk about loyalty
When they close up shop and ship our jobs away
With unemployment runnin' high
What's happened to the good o'l USA?


(Repeat Chorus :)


2008, Tracey Ducharme, Dave Frolick, Terry Maxwell, Bill Osmond