The older I get, the more I appreciate Bob Dylan. Amazing writer.

It's a big job gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
Even I've been workin' man, dang near all my life but I'll keep workin'
As long as my two hands are fit to use
I'll drink my beer in a tavern
And sing a little bit of these working man blues
But I keep my nose on the grindstone, I work hard every day
Get tired on the weekend, after I draw my pay
But I'll go back workin', come Monday morning I'm right back with the crew
I'll drink a little beer that evening
Sing a little bit of these working man blues
Sometimes I think about leaving, do a little bummin' around
Throw my bills out the window, catch me a train to another town
But I go back working, I gotta buy my kids a brand new pair of shoes
I'll drink a little beer that evening
Cry a little bit of these working man blues, here comes workin' man
Well, hey, hey, the working man, the working man like me
Never been on welfare, and that's one place I will not be
Keep me working, you have long two hands are fit to use
My little beer in a tavern
Sing a little bit of these working man blues, this song for the workin' man

Im a lumberjack and Im ok I sleep all night and I work all day, I like wear suspenders and a bra just like my old papa. Monty Python

my theme song all the time
don't ask why