I drive a big old truck with the tires pumped up   I?ve got my hands around a motor all day   I?ve got my name on my shirt, a little grease, little dirt   But it?s okay, she likes it that way   Yeah oh whoa, I?m a workin? man      I work on pistons and rings   Carburetors and sing a little 'Walk This Way' on the radio   I like my beer in a can, football and chewin? Red Man   A little sweat on my brow and I?m right at home   Yeah oh whoa, I?m a workin? man      But you know when we?re all alone   These hands of stone turn soft and slow   And though I look rough outside she knows   What?s inside of this heart of mine   Oh, that?s workin? man      Each day I work like a dog, I like to cruise on my hog   I gotta a tattoo that says 'Life ain?t easy'   And on the weekends at dawn I get up, mow the lawn   Fix the dryer and the faucet that?s leakin?   Yeah oh whoa, I?m a workin? man      But you know when we?re all alone   These hands of stone turn soft and slow   And though I look rough outside she knows   What?s inside of this heart of mine   Oh, that?s workin? man      Though the days are long, I gotta carry on   Gotta lot of mouths to feed   At the end of the day it?s worth the price I pay   Just to hear my baby say she loves me      You know when we?re all alone   These hands of stone turn soft and slow   And though I look rough outside she knows   What?s inside of this heart of mine   Oh, that?s workin? man   Yeah, that's workin' man, that's workin' man