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My father's a working man, and I'm a working manFrom my shoulders to my hands, I'm a working manI'm a working manI grew up in a land where your trade is what you hadThis isn't what I planned but I'm proud of what I amI'm a working man, I'm a working manI don't need a lot, just let me do what I was taughtGive me work, I'll get it done, 'cos I'm a worker's sonI'm a working manYes, I'm a working manI'm a working man, what my father was I amAnd if my son decides to be something different than meI'll still be proud of him if he does the best he can, I hope he's proud of his old manI know that I am, 'cos he's a working man, he's working man, he's working man Aus Songtexte Mania