Working Man

It's a working man I am and I've been down underground

And I swear to God if I ever see the sun

Or for any length of time I can hold it in my mind

I never again will go down underground

At the age of sixteen years, oh, he quarrels with his peers

Who vowed they'd never see another one

In the dark recess of the mine where you age before your time

And the coal dust lies heavy on your lungs

It's a working man I am and I've been down underground

And I swear to God if I ever see the sun

Or for any length of time I can hold it in my mind

I never again will go down underground

At the age of sixty-four, oh, he'll greet you at the door

And he'll gently lead you by the arm

Through the dark recess of the mine, oh, he'll take you

back in time

And he'll tell you of the hardships that were had

It's a working man I am and I've been down underground

And I swear to God if I ever see the sun

Or for any length of time I can hold it in my mind

I never again will go down underground

It's a working man I am and I've been down underground

And I swear to God if I ever see the sun

Or for any length of time I can hold it in my mind

I never again will go down underground

I never again will go down underground