Workin' (feat. Alexander King)

Woke up this morning
 Tied my boots up
 Cause I knew it was gonna be a long day
 Tied my truck up
 Grabbed my coffee, kissed my baby
 And got on my way
 Cause I'm working
 Til it's hurting
 That's only way to make an honest days pay
 So I'm workin, even when it's hurting
 That's the only way to make an honest days wage
 Yeah, I'm up early with the birdies
 Ready to get dirty
 This ain't a song for you if you asleep at 7: 30
 I rise like the sun on the back of the pan
 It's full throttle in the bottle like that homemade shine
 I'm just trying to make a livin, boss man trippin
 I'm all the time strong, I don't pay him no attention
 Money in the mason jar, country boy bitchin
 Ole lady, three kids, take a lot to fill the kitchen
 Thinkin that's dirty, my back stay hurtin
 You can bet I gotta pay for e'ry penny that i'm earning
 I ain't asking for a raise, but I know the boss heard me
 Nobody n this jobsite is workin like I'm workin
 30 below, to a hunded degrees
 You ain't pushin hard enough if your hands don't bleed
 I'm the first to clock in and the last to leave
 And I don't have a problem rolling up my sleeves
 I woke up this morning
 Tied my boots up
 Cause I knew it was gonna be a long day
 Tied my truck up
 Grabbed my coffee, kissed my baby
 And got on my way
 Cause I'm working
 Til it's hurting
 That's only way to make an honest days pay
 So I'm workin, even when it's hurting
 That's the only way to make an honest days wage
 I'm at the door by sun up, focused on the come up
 We never sleep in; that ain't how we was brought up
 I push it to the limit when the money get's low
 And then on to work pass when the plant whistle blows
 Paychecks feelin like a lottery ticket, Might save a couple bucks if the kids don't
 Spend it
 Don't matter cause I love it, every day of my life
 Spen' more time on the clock than with my wife
 State to state never late, putting miles on the road
 Drop it off, fill it up, get me to my next load
 Call my ole lady I'm gonna be late
 But I ain't worried cause she's gonna save me a plate
 I told you
 30 below, to a hunded degrees
 You ain't pushin hard enough if your hands don't bleed
 I'm the first to clock in and the last to leave
 And I don't have a problem rolling up my sleeves
 I woke up this morning
 Tied my boots up
 Cause I knew it was gonna be a long day
 Tied my truck up
 Grabbed my coffee, kissed my baby
 And got on my way
 Cause I'm working
 Til it's hurting
 That's only way to make an honest days pay
 So I'm workin, even when it's hurting
 That's the only way to make an honest days wage
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 Workin'
 Workin'
 Workin'
 Workin'
 I woke up this morning
 Tied my boots up
 Cause I knew it was gonna be a long day
 Tied my truck up
 Grabbed my coffee, kissed my baby
 And got on my way
 Cause I'm working
 Til it's hurting
 That's only way to make an honest days pay
 So I'm workin, even when it's hurting
 That's the only way to make an honest days wage