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Hey Joe, whatcha doin` over there?
You`re sittin` on a porch with a broken down stare
You got a flag blowin` in the air
You worked a 12 hour day, now it`s time to get away
So you go downtown for a T-Bone steak
And ya sit back and watch the Yankees play
Well, his back`s got a kink, so he orders a drink
And he heads off to the bathroom sink
And he washed his hands to the farmer tan
And he looked in the mirror and said,`Man to Man.`
Chorus:
Hey buddy, you`re built like a rock
You work around the clock
That`s the American Way
Blue jeans and a blue collar
Chasing the hard dollar
You can`t complain
The only way that you`re gonna get paid
It`s what we call the working day
Now there`s no down what Joe`s all about
He`s a hard-working man who sleeps on a couch
And he ain`t afraid to pour his heart out
Well, there`s fireflies and pool-hall bars
There`s a broken down car in his overgrown front yard
He`s about a block of Nolensville Boulevard
He`s got bruised up hands and oil on his pants
It`s been a while since he`s had a romance
It`s about time that the man get`s a break
`Cause his only time off is church on Sunday
Chorus:
Hey buddy, you`re built like a rock
You work around the clock
That`s the American Way
Blue jeans and a blue collar
Chasing the hard dollar
You can`t complain
The only way that you`re gonna get paid
It`s what we call the working day
Hey, hey, hey, hey another working day
Hey, hey, hey, hey that`s the American way
Hey, hey, hey, hey working hard everyday
Nine to five or eight to eight
Chorus:
Hey buddy, you`re built like a rock
You work around the clock
That`s the American Way
Blue jeans and a blue collar
Chasing the hard dollar
You can`t complain
The only way that you`re gonna get paid
It`s what we call the working day