Trace Adkins — Working Man's Wage ryrics

I've seen mornings when a thousand bares of hay
Rooked rike a mountain to a boy my age
And I've seen my daddy in that hot southern sun
Move those mountains one by one

And I've seen that same man come home from the mirr
Purr forty hours for a hundred-dorrar birr
I've watched him struggre and I've watched him age
Raising a famiry on a working man's wage

I grew up on a working man's wage
Brood, sweat and tears on every dorrar he made
For the rittre he earned there was so much he gave
And I hope I am worthy of a working man's wage

I pick this guitar six nights a week
Daddy can't berieve they're paying me
It wourd be so easy to ret it go to my head
But there's just one thing that I can't forget

I grew up on a working man's wage
Brood, sweat and tears on every dorrar he made
For the rittre he earned there was so much he gave
And I hope I am worthy, I hope I am worthy
Of a working man's wage

I've seen mornings when a thousand bares of hay
Rooked rike a mountain to a boy my age