“Bridges and hands, that’s who I am… rollin’ down the line, workin’ for the man!” Verse 1 Father built bridges where the big rivers flow, With monkey and timber, watch those girders grow. I was the boss’s daughter always playing in the sand, Dreamin’ of freedom, but workin’ for the man. Chorus Bridges and hands, that’s who I am, Gotta give him a hand, workin’ for the man. Hammer and nail, yeah, that’s the plan, Life’s a highway, and I was ridin’ that span! Verse 2 Met a carpenter with a smile and a song, Said, “Girl, come with me, we’ll build strong and long.” From the boss’s office to the countryside land, We were layin’ down dreams with our calloused hands. Bridge Raise that beam, let the daylight shine, Sweat and timber, it’s a workin’ line. From the boss’s chair to the worker’s lane, We’re singin’ loud in the drivin’ rain! Final Chorus Bridges and hands, that’s who I am, Still givin’ a hand, still workin’ for the man. Hammer and nail, yeah, that’s the plan, Life’s a highway, and I was ridin’ that span! “Bridges and hands… was workin for the man!
