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