Song for the Common Man (Remastered)

Verse 1 This is a song for the common man, A song for the working stiff. He gets up early, ’bout 4:30, Heads out to work his shift. Coffee in his thermos, boots by the door, Sun ain’t up, but he’s out once more. He don’t complain; in prayer, he bows his head Thankful for the work that keeps his family fed. Chorus He’s the backbone of the country, The steel beneath the load, He carries what he must each day Down every rugged road. No spotlight, no applause— Just doing the best he can. The world keeps turning on the strength Of the common man. Verse 2 He comes home to his wife, Comes home to his kids; He hangs his jacket on the kitchen chair, Smells the supper and love in the air. He don’t need riches or a hero’s deeds— He’s already got everything he wants or needs. He lives a simple life, And thanks God every day that he is… a common man. Chorus He’s the backbone of the country, The steel beneath the load, He carries what he must each day Down every rugged road. No spotlight, no applause— Just doing the best he can. And the world keeps turning on the strength Of the common man. Bridge Raise a glass to the grinders, To the ones who make it stand; To the early risers, late-night fighters, Salt-of-the-earth kind of man. He ain’t looking for a medal— He’s got purpose in his hands. Yes, the heartbeat of a nation Is the common man. Chorus He’s the backbone of the country, The steel beneath the load, He carries on each day Down every rugged road. No spotlight, no applause— Just doing the best he can. And the world keeps turning on the strength Of the common man. Tag I’m proud to be a common man, Yeah, I am a common man.