I am a working man, I get things done Work for the Holy Ghost, work for the Son I am a working man, oh yes, I am I am a special agent of the Lamb Now I'm gonna wear your covering, I'm gonna wear your robe I'm wear your righteous mane everywhere I go You're gonna light my candle son, you're gonna make it shine You're gonna lead me to the throne Brother testify I am a working man, I get things done Work for the Holy Ghost work for the Son I am a working man, oh yes, I am I am a special agent of the Lamb Now I was born in the city child, I was born in the north I was born in the autumn time Lord only knows what for I was born when leaves turn red born when things were dying But I was born with a big ole mouth Brother testify I am a working man, I get things done Work for the Holy Ghost, work for the Son I am a working man, oh yes, I am I am a special agent of the Lamb Got to get things done Got to get things done, done, done, done I am a working man, I get things done Work for the Holy Ghost, work for the Son I am a working man, oh yes, I am I am a special agent of the Lamb I am a working man, I get things done Work for the Holy Ghost, work for the Son I am a working man, oh yes, I am I am a special agent of the Lamb That's how we get things done I am a working man, working man I am a working man, working man