Lace-up boots and faded jeans A homemade sandwich, a half jug of tea Average Joe, average pay Same ol´ end and same ol´ day
But there´s nothing wrong with a hard hat and a hammer Kind of glue that sticks this world together Hands of steel and cradle of the Promised Land God bless the workin´ man
All week long making a living Life keeps takin´, he keeps giving Behind the scene, below the grade Hardly noticed but part of everything
But there´s nothing wrong with a hard hat and a hammer Kind of glue that sticks this world together
Hands of steel and cradle of the Promised Land God bless the workin´ man
He gives his life, then fades away Another young man, takes his place Average Joe, average pay Same ol end, same old´ day
But there´s nothing wrong with a hard hat and a hammer Kind of glue that sticks this world together Hands of steel and cradle of the Promised Land
No, there´s nothing wrong with a hard hat and a hammer Kind of glue that sticks this world together
Hands of steel and cradle of the Promised Land God bless the workin´ man