Working hard
to make a living
Bring you shelter
from the rain
Father son
left to carry on
Blue denim in his face
And oh... whoa
he's a working class man
Well in the steel
town of Chapel
He's a legend of his kind
He's running like a cyclone
Cross the wild
windy western sky
Oh... he's a
working class man
He lives for
God and Elvis
He gives out
when he can
He did his time
in Vietnam
So mad at Uncle Sam
He's a simple man
With a heart of gold
He would come
and aid any man
Oh... he's a
working class man
Oh, he loves
a little woman
Someday
will make his wife
Saving all the overtime
For the woman of his life
He ain't worrying
about tomorrow
Cause he just
made up his mind
Not to shun
the burning bridges
Take it one day at a time
Oh... whoa he's a
working class man
Oh... he's a
working class man
Oh... yeah, yes he is
Well he's a
working class man, oh
Ma, ma, ma
ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma
ma, ma, ma, ma
I tell you he's a
working class man...
Yes he is
I tell you he's a
working class man...
Yeah he's a
working class man...
