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Working Man`s Wage

Исполнитель: Trace Adkins

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<br>I`ve seen mornings when a thousand bales of hay<br>Looked like a mountain to a boy my age<br>And I`ve seen my daddy in that hot southern sun<br>Move those mountains one by one<br><br>And I`ve seen that same man come home from the mill<br>Pull forty hours for a hundred-dollar bill<br>I`ve watched him struggle and I`ve watched him age<br>Raising a family on a working man`s wage<br><br>I grew up on a working man`s wage<br>Blood, sweat and tears on every dollar he made<br>For the little he earned there was so much he gave<br>And I hope I am worthy of a working man`s wage<br><br>I pick this guitar six nights a week<br>Daddy can`t believe they`re paying me<br>It would be so easy to let it go to my head<br>But there`s just one thing that I can`t forget<br><br>I grew up on a working man`s wage<br>Blood, sweat and tears on every dollar he made<br>For the little he earned there was so much he gave<br>And I hope I am worthy, I hope I am worthy<br>Of a working man`s wage<br><br>I`ve seen mornings when a thousand bales of hay<br>Looked like a mountain to a boy my age

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