A Working Man Can’t Make It No Way

Mama I wanna buck-and-wing, oh lord
Mama I wanna buck-and-wing
Well I don’t wanna go down
To that home in the ground
Well I can't make my hammer ring
No, not like my daddy did

Well I had a good mom and dad, oh lord
And I had a good mom and dad
Aw they worked every day
And still they took 'em away
Well I say heaven is the cruelest of them all
And I say heaven is the cruelest of them all

And I wanna go to Rockingham, oh lord
Well I wanna go to Rockingham
Where the water is sweet
I wear no shoes on my feet
And my bosses can just go to hell
Tell 'em all I don’t give a damn

Well heaven is the cruelest of them all , my friends
Well heaven is the cruelest of them all
Through those pearly locks
Yeah they got 'em breaking rocks
For the houses where the angels lay
I guess a working man can’t make it no way

A working man can’t make it no way, oh lord
A working man can’t make it no way
Well I was following the rules
Just like everloving fools
Aw a working man can’t make it no way
Mmm mmm, mmm mmm mmm