Workin' (feat. Alexander King)

Workin' - Big Smo/Alexander King

I woke up this morning

Tied my boots up

Cause I knew it was gonna be a long day

Tied my truck up

Grabbed my coffee kissed my baby

And got on my way

Cause I'm working

Til it's hurting

That's only way to make an honest days pay

So I'm working even when it's hurting

That's the only way

To make an honest days wage

Yeah I'm up early with the birdies

Ready to get dirty

This ain't a song for you

If you asleep at 7:30

I rise like the sun

On the back of the pan

It's full throttle in the bottle

Like that homemade shine

I'm just trying to make a living

Boss man tripping

I'm all the time strong

I don't pay him no attention

Money in the mason jar

Country boy *****ing

Ole lady three kids

Take a lot to fill the kitchen

Thinking that's dirty

My back stay hurting

You can bet I gotta pay

For every penny that I'm earning

I ain't asking for a raise

But I know the boss heard me

Nobody on this jobsite

Is working like I'm working

30 below to a hunded degrees

You ain't pushing hard enough

If your hands don't bleed

I'm the first to clock in

And the last to leave

And I never have a problem

Rolling up my sleeves

I woke up this morning

Tied my boots up

Cause I knew

It was gonna be a long day

Tied my truck up

Grabbed my coffee

Kissed my baby

And got on my way

Cause I'm working

Til it's hurting

That's only way

To make an honest days pay

So I'm working

Even when it's hurting

That's the only way

To make an honest days wage

I'm at the door by sun up

Focused on the come up

We never sleep in;

That ain't how we was brought up

I push it to the limit

When the money get's low

And then on to work pass

When the plant whistle blows

Paychecks feeling like a lottery ticket

Might save a couple bucks

If the kids don't spend it

Don't matter cause I love it

Every day of my life

Spent more time on the clock

Than with my wife

State to state never late

Putting miles on the road

Drop it off fill it up

Get me to my next load

Call my ole lady

I'm gonna be late

But I ain't worried

Cause know she's gonna save me a plate

I told you

30 below to a hunded degrees

You ain't pushing hard enough

If your hands don't bleed

I'm the first to clock in

And the last to leave

And I ain't never have a problem

Rolling up my sleeves

I woke up this morning

Tied my boots up

Cause I knew

It was gonna be a long day

Tied my truck up

Grabbed my coffee

Kissed my baby

And got on my way

Cause I'm working

Til it's hurting

That's only way

To make an honest days pay

So I'm working

Even when it's hurting

That's the only way

To make an honest days wage

Workin'

Workin'

Workin'

Workin'

I woke up this morning

Tied my boots up

Cause I knew

It was gonna be a long day

Tied my truck up

Grabbed my coffee

Kissed my baby

And got on my way

Cause I'm working

Til it's hurting

That's only way

To make an honest days pay

So I'm working

Even when it's hurting

That's the only way

To make an honest days wage