Working Class Blues

Go to work and make a dollar
Feeling blue just like my collar
Got a boss that likes to holler
Can I take a break?
Uncle Sam takes from my paycheck
Never lets me call a rain check
Have you paid off all your debt yet?
Can I get away?

I gotta make my way, got no choice and
I gotta work all day, to earn a living

Monday morning and I'm back again
It's all the same and nothing ever changes
Sick and tired of the same old thing
In the same old swing, with the same exchanges

Come payday, I will feel good for a day
Far away from my job and from my place

Go to work and make a dollar
Feeling blue just like my collar
Got a boss that likes to holler
Can I take a break?
Uncle Sam takes from my paycheck
Never lets me call a rain check
Have you paid off all your debt yet?
Can I get away?

I don't need the world, all the diamonds and the pearls
I just want to vent and someone else to pay my rent