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Creedence Clearwater Revival - The Working Man Lyrics

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  • Well, I was born on a sunday; on thursday I had me a job.
  • I was born on a sunday; by thursday I was workin out on the job.
  • I aint never had no day off since I learned right from wrong.
  • Mama said I was bad, I did something to her head.
  • Mama said I was bad, I did something to her head.
  • And poppa threw me out, ooh, said, I gotta earn my own way.
  • Chorus:
  • I aint never been in trouble;
  • I aint got the time.
  • I dont mess around with magic, child.
  • What I got is mine.
  • Whatever you say, lord, well, thats what Im gonna do.
  • Whatever you say, well, thats what Im gonna do.
  • cause Im the working man, lord, and I do the job for you.
  • Chorus
  • Every friday, well, thats when I get paid.
  • Dont take me on friday, lord, cause thats when I get paid.
  • Let me die on saturday night, ooh, before sunday gets my head.

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