Текст (слова) песни: Alan Jackson - Working Class Hero
A callused right hand Holds a shiny gold watch For thirty years spent on the clock But you won`t see no tears >From this workin` class hero He`s always been hard as a rock
But he knows he`s too old To really start over Besides he just wouldn`t know how I guess he`s just glad That he`s not alone But he`s got to wonder what now
`Cause there`s no hall of fame for that working class hero No statute carved out of stone And his greatest reward is the love of a woman And his children So after he`s gone That old working class hero lives on
That three-bedroom house He built in the `50s Seems so much bigger today With just him and mama And not many bills `Cause all of the kids moved away
What he`s done with his life Might not be remembered But he`s got every right to be proud `Cause the blood sweatin` years Of this workin` class hero Is really what livin`s about
`Cause there`s no hall of fame for that working class hero No statute carved out of stone And his greatest reward is the love of a woman And his children So after he`s gone That old workin` class hero lives on
Yes, that workin` class hero lives on That workin` class hero lives on
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