Lace-up boots and faded jeans

A homemade sandwich, a half jug of tea

Average Joe, average pay

Same ol' end and same ol' day



But there's nothing wrong with a hard hat and a hammer

Kind of glue that sticks this world together

Hands of steel and cradle of the Promised Land

God bless the working man



All week long making a living

Life keeps takin', he keeps giving

Behind the scene, below the grade

Hardly noticed but part of everything



But there's nothing wrong with a hard hat and a hammer

Kind of glue that sticks this world together

Hands of steel and cradle of the Promised Land

God bless the working man



He gives his life then fades away

Another young man takes his place

Average Joe, average pay

Same ol end, same old' day



But there's nothing wrong with a hard hat and a hammer

Kind of glue that sticks this world together

Hands of steel and cradle of the Promised Land



No, there's nothing wrong with a hard hat and a hammer

Kind of glue that sticks this world together

Hands of steel and cradle of the Promised Land

God bless the working man



The working man

Oh, the working man and woman