Gentry Bronson - Working Man Lyrics

Smell the coffee brewing slow
Smell the smoke from the wood stove
Smell the sawdust and gasoline
As your warm breath turns to steam

A flannel shirt and a pair of jeans
Old work boots seen better days
That John Deere cap sure is old
But it's got class and it's got soul

The unsung hero, the working man
Hold your head up high where you stand
The unsung hero, the working man
Hold your head up high where you stand
Working man

Sweat it comes in the summertime
With raspberries plump along the vine
When the snow is ten feet high
Just makes it harder to get by

The unsung hero, the working man
Hold your head up high where you stand
The unsung hero, the working man
Hold your head up high where you stand
Working man

When you look in the mirror
When you get up to shave
Do you read the lines that honest work has
written on your face?

You made your life with your hands
You made your life working the land
You may not think I understand
But I believe in the working man

The unsung hero, the working man
Hold your head up high where you stand
The unsung hero, the working man
Hold your head up high where you stand
The unsung hero, the working man
Hold your head up high where you stand
The unsung hero, the working man
Hold your head up high where you stand
The unsung hero, the working man
Hold your head up high where you stand
The unsung hero, the working man
Hold your head up high where you stand
Working man