Mickey Newbury - Workin' Man lyrics

A workin' man Sweats and slaves Works his way Into his grave Slips away Without a sound Slips into The cold cold ground The Mockingbird Just sings all day Got no bills Hes got to pay Got no wife Got no kids Got no life That is not his It cuts him wide Cuts him deep Cuts him where He does not reap Cuts him out But it cuts him free It cuts him So continuously The sun comes up And the sun goes down His head is spinnin' Around and around Night and day With his guitar He makes a wish Upon a star Oh my feet Are planted On the ground But my head Is in the sky And I am somewhere in between Always wonderin' why Wonderin' why Ramblin' blues... Goodnight baby I'll be home tomorrow