Lyrics

Waking up in the morning
Pack a bag while the rain is pouring
But he don't mind at all
From sun up to sun down
You can pick his face from a blue collar crowd
Cause he's standing tall

But what comes now
That the clock's run out

A hard working man's only problem
It ain't long hours
And it ain't hard labor
It's the sitting back
And letting his thoughts lay where they lay
At the end of the day
When he ain't got no escape

He'll never say much
He works hard just to keep his mouth shut
And tuck his pain away
From the girl he loves
And a family whose son they want to be proud of
Until his dying day

A hard working man's only problem
It ain't long hours
And it ain't hard labor
It's the sitting back
And letting his thoughts lay where they lay
At the end of the day
When he ain't got no escape

Where he can sweat away the blood
And keep his mind off things while working his hands numb
Punching the clock to keep from
Punching the wall
And drowning in thoughts that he's had all along

But a hard working man's only problem
It ain't long hours
And it ain't hard labor
It's the sitting back
And letting his thoughts lay where they lay
At the end of the day
When he ain't got no escape
When he ain't got no escape