Working Class Blues Lyrics

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