Workin’ Man
Words and Music by John Wolfe Compton
I make the changes and I make them fast
I guess something inside of me just loves a task
My idle hands, beg for commands
Left alone, they’re filled with bottles and cans
I’m just like everybody else, Trying to put in my time
Trying to give a damn, I’m just a workin’ man
I seek out strangers, and offer my time for a fee
And just to prove I can work, the first one is free
No job too small, no speciality
I can be, whoever you need me to be
I’m just like everybody else, Trying to put in my time
Trying to give a damn, I’m just a workin’ man
But there is a moment, when the sun’s last rays hit the sky
Though I’m weary and I’m aching, I breath a gentle sigh
Standing inside the stillness I see, order where there was none,
And admire the truth and satisfaction, of a job well done
Working away, one hour at a time
Always thinking of the future, always one hour behind
Call me up, I can Do the job for you
And if I do your job well, Perhaps next time you’ll give me two
I’m just like everybody else, Trying to put in my time
Trying to give a damn, I’m just a workin’ man
I’m just a workin’ man
I’m just a workin’ man
I’m just a workin’ man
