"A Working Man's Wage" lyrics - TRACE ADKINS

TRACE ADKINS
"A Working Man's Wage"
(Leslie Satcher / Wynn Varble)

I've seen mornin's when a thousand bales of hay
Looked like a mountain to a boy my age
And I've seen my daddy in that hot southern sun
Move those mountains one by one

And I've seen that same man come home from the mill
Pull forty hours for a hundred-dollar bill
I've watched him struggle and I've watched him age
Raisin' a family on a workin' man's wage

[Chorus:]
I grew up on a workin' man's wage
Blood, sweat and tears on every dollar he made
For the little he earned there was so much he gave
And I hope I am worthy of a workin' man's wage

I pick this guitar six nights a week
Daddy can't believe that they're payin' me
It would be so easy to let it go to my head
But there's just one thing that I can't forget

[Chorus:]
I grew up on a workin' man's wage
Blood, sweat, and tears on every dollar he made
For the little he earned there was so much he gave
And I hope I am worthy, I hope I am worthy of a workin' man's wage

[Outro:]
I've seen mornin's when a thousand bales of hay
Looked like a mountain to a boy my age