Verse Hey....ROD.... This one's for you. Verse You were born the last of four In hand me downs your brother wore. Climbing trees in the old back yard You learned early, life was hard. Verse The road was long, the times were tough Teenage years were hard and rough. Took up smoking, and drank a few You had no friends to help you through. Pre Chorus Every bruise and every scar Made you.... the man that you are. Chorus Your a workin man with calloused hands Getting through the best you can You work with concrete, sand and stone To build a life that you can own. Yeahhhh...... you're a workin man. Verse You live a lot with ghosts gone by Years may fade but memories lie Trapped inside your weary soul These hard years, have taken their toll. Verse When the city life's worn you down Pack the Ute and get out of town Out where red dust fills the air And the quiet bush is everywhere. Chorus You're a workin man with calloused hands Getting through the best you can You work with concrete, sand and stone To build a life that you can own. Yeahhh..... You're a workin man..... Verse Drop a line without a care A simple life when your'e out there Dream of when you can toss it all in And let the best of life begin. Final Chorus You're a workin man with calloused hands Getting through the best you can The roads been long, and life's been tough But you carried on and didn't give up. Yeahhh.....You're a workin man.... ooooooooo Calloused hands Mmmmmm Your a working man.....
