Working Class Man

Alright
Oh yeah yeah
Alright

Working hard to make a living
Bringing shelter from the rain
A father's son left to carry on
Blue denim in his veins
Ho, ho, woh, he's a working class man

Well he's a steel town disciple
Well he's a legend of his kind
A-running like a cyclone
Across the wide Australian sky
Woh ho woh, he's a working class man

He believes in God and Elvis
He gets out when he can
He did his time in Vietnam
Still mad at Unc-
He's a simple-
With a heart of gold
In a complicated land, yeah, alright
Oh, he's a working class man
Oh yeah, my my my my my my my my, huh

Well he loves a little woman
But you best not tell his wife
Or she's gonna cut his balls off now
With a six-inch carving knife (two)

He ain't worried about tomorrow
'Cause he just made up his mind
A life's too short for bur-, yeah
I take it one day at a time, oh babe
Oh oh, well he's a working class man, oh
Oh oh, he's a working class man, yeah
Oh yeah, thank you for coming, fucking great, oh yeah

Well he's a working class man, oh yeah
Oh, ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma
I tell you he's a working class man
Working class, working class man, oh
Oh yeah
Working class, working class man
I've got to tell you he's a working class man
Working class, working class man, oh oh
Yes he is
Working class, working class man

Thank you very much, see you later

Working class, working class man
Working class, working class man

(Jimmy Barnes)