Leslie Satcher - Working Man's Wage lyrics

[Verse 1] I've seen mornin's when a thousand bales of hay Looked like a mountain to a boy my age And I've seen my daddy in that hot southern sun Move those mountains one by one [Verse 2] And I've seen that same man come home from the mill Pull forty hours for a hundred-dollar bill I've watched him struggle and I've watched him age Raisin' a family on a workin' man's wage [Chorus] I grew up on a workin' man's wage Blood, sweat and tears on every dollar he made For the little he earned there was so much he gave And I hope I am worthy of a workin' man's wage [Verse 3] I pick this guitar six nights a week Daddy can't believe that they're payin' me It would be so easy to let it go to my head But there's just one thing that I can't forget [Chorus] I grew up on a workin' man's wage Blood, sweat, and tears on every dollar he made For the little he earned there was so much he gave And I hope I am worthy, I hope I am worthy of a workin' man's wage [Outro] I've seen mornin's when a thousand bales of hay Looked like a mountain to a boy my age