Working To Live Lyrics

I don't get it

How a man gives all the good years of his life

To the corporate cronies and the business phonies

Never ending nine to five

It sure sounds nice

The mortgage and the pool and the wife

But he's always on the phone

And he's never at home

To read to his kids at night

Now it don't matter where I lay my head

Or the year of the car that I drive

There's living to work

And there's working to be alive

I have traveled

A decade of dirt roads and drives

In a mobile home with a paid off loan

And place to keep gear at night

My days go by

With fortune and fate as a guide

With a life of my own

And a rusty microphone

And a pretty girl by my side

Now it don't matter where I lay my head

Or the year of the car that I drive

Cause there's living to work

And there's working to be alive

And that man behind the desk says

If it gets any easier

Well lord I'm ready

For a life like mine

To be slow and steady

Aw man get ready

Now it don't matter where I lay my head

Or the year of the car that I drive

Cause there's living to work

And there's working to be alive

Yeah it don't matter where I lay my head

Or the year of the car that I drive

Cause there's living to work

And there's working to be alive

Yeah there's living to work

But I'll be working to be alive