The Working Man

[Verse 1] Well, I was born on a sunday; on thursday I had me a job I was born on a sunday; by thursday I was working out on the job I ain't never had no day off since I learned right from wrong Mama said I was bad, I did something to her head Mama said I was bad, I did something to her head And poppa threw me out, ooh, said, "I gotta earn my own way." [Chorus] I ain't never been in trouble I ain't got the time I don't mess around with magic, child What I got is mine [Verse 2] Whatever you say, lord, well, that's what I'm gonna do Whatever you say, well, that's what I'm gonna do Cause I'm the working man, lord, and I do the job for you [Chorus] [Outro] Every friday, well, that's when I get paid Don't take me on friday, lord, cause that's when I get paid Let me die on saturday night, ooh, before sunday gets my head