Workin' Man

Sittin alone in the dark
Wastin my time in a park
Cause Ive got nowhere to go

Had me a job 'til the market fell out
Tried hard to borrow
But there was no help
Now, Ive got nowhere to go

I need a job
For these two hands
Im a workin man
With nowhere to go

One last look at my land
Auctioneer with his gavel in hand
And he says, its got to go

Worked this piece all my life
It broke my heart
And it took my wife
Now, Ive got nothing to show

I need a job
For these two hands
Im a workin man
With nowhere to go

Wandered aimless in the city
With my dirt workin boots
And my old straw hat in hand

Singing a song by Woody Guthrie
This land is your land, it aint my land
Im a workin man
With nowhere to go

I was born to the sunrise
Breaking back all day
Now, Ive got something to say

I am broke but not broken
And I am not alone
'Cause theres a lot of folks
With nowhere to go

Are they ever gonna understand?
You cant leave a workin man
With nowhere to go

Are they ever gonna understand?
You cant leave a workin man
Nowhere to go

Nowhere to go
Nowhere to go
Nowhere to go
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