Hands of a Workin' man - Zane Williams

The hands of a working man built this town

Cleaned up this timber an plowed this ground

Raised those cattle in the sun and snow

Damned that river and dug that coal

It’s a debt we owe to the hands of a workin' man

Now my ganddad had 'em and my daddy does too

Back home there ain’t much else to do

You put food on th stable and you fill up the tank

Pay what you owe to the boys at the bank

Live another day thanks to the hands of a workin' man

Workin' hard from the sun up to the sun down

They can build it tall, they can tear it on down

They got the know-how if you’ve got the money

Hit you hard as a hammer if you pick a fight

But they’d rather hold a pretty girl tight tonight

They’re the rough and dirty, strong and sturdy

Hands of a workin' man

Now the hands of a workin' man look kind of funny

Stickin' outta white shirt sleeves on Sunday

They’re more at home holdin' a rod and a reel

Nine pound hammer or a steering wheel

There’s leather and steel in the hands of a Workin' man

Workin' hard from the sun up to the sun down

They can build it tall, they can tear it on down

They got the know-how if you’ve got the money

Hit you hard as a hammer if you pick a fight

But they’d rather hold a pretty girl tight tonight

They’re the rough and dirty, strong and sturdy

Hands of a workin' man

Rough and hard, scuffed and scarred

From the front lines to the old freight yards

We have what we have

'Cause they are the way they are

Workin' hard from the sun up to the sun down

They can build it tall, they can tear it on down

They got the know-how if you’ve got the money

Hit you hard as a hammer if you pick a fight

But they’d rather hold a pretty girl tight tonight

They’re the rough and dirty, strong and sturdy

Hands of a workin' man