About the song
Merle Haggard, the Bakersfield Sound’s most iconic figure, penned “Workin’ Man Blues” as a heartfelt tribute to the blue-collar workers who formed the backbone of his fan base. Released in 1969, this song quickly became a staple of Haggard’s live performances and cemented his reputation as a champion of the working class.
With its driving electric guitar riff and Haggard’s soulful vocals, “Workin’ Man Blues” captures the essence of the American dream. The song paints a vivid picture of a man who takes pride in his hard work and dedication, despite the toll it takes on his body and mind. Haggard’s lyrics resonate with listeners who have experienced the challenges and rewards of a life spent on the front lines of labor.
The song’s chorus, with its simple yet powerful refrain of “Workin’ man blues,” encapsulates the universal theme of struggle and resilience. Haggard acknowledges the hardships faced by the working class, but he also celebrates their determination and perseverance. He sings about the satisfaction of a job well done and the camaraderie found among fellow workers.
“Workin’ Man Blues” is more than just a catchy tune; it’s a social commentary that speaks to the heart of the American experience. Haggard’s ability to connect with his audience on a personal level is evident in the song’s enduring popularity. It’s a testament to the power of music to inspire, uplift, and unite people from all walks of life.
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Lyrics
It’s a big job gettin’ by with nine kids and a wife
Even I’ve been workin’ man, dang near all my life but I’ll keep workin’
As long as my two hands are fit to use
I’ll drink my beer in a tavern
And sing a little bit of these working man blues
But I keep my nose on the grindstone, I work hard every day
Get tired on the weekend, after I draw my pay
But I’ll go back workin’, come Monday morning I’m right back with the crew
I’ll drink a little beer that evening
Sing a little bit of these working man blues
Sometimes I think about leaving, do a little bummin’ around
Throw my bills out the window, catch me a train to another town
But I go back working, I gotta buy my kids a brand new pair of shoes
I’ll drink a little beer that evening
Cry a little bit of these working man blues, here comes workin’ man
Well, hey, hey, the working man, the working man like me
Never been on welfare, and that’s one place I will not be
Keep me working, you have long two hands are fit to use
My little beer in a tavern
Sing a little bit of these working man blues, this song for the workin’ man