I've seen mornings when a thousand bales of hay Looked like a mountain to a boy my ageㅤ And I've seen papa in that hot summer sun Move those mountains, one by one ♪ And I've seen that same man come home from the mill Pull 40 hours for a hundred dollar bill I've watched him struggle and I've watched him age Raising a family on a working man's wage I grew up on a working man's wage Blood, sweat and tears on every dollar we made For the little he earned, there was so much he gave And I hope I am worthy of a working man's wage ♪ I pick this guitar six nights a week Papa can't believe they're payin' me ♪ It'd be so easy to let it go to my head There's just one thing that I can't forget I grew up on a working man's wage Blood, sweat and tears on every dollar we made For the little he earned, there was so much he gave And I hope I am worthy of a working man's wage ♪ I've seen mornings when a thousand bales of hay Looked like a mountain to a boy my age