Alan Jackson - Working Cla** Hero lyrics

(alan jackson/don sampson) A callused right hand Holds a shiny gold watch For thirty years spent on the clock But you won't see no tears >from this workin' cla** hero He's always been hard as a rock But he knows he's too old To really start over Besides he just wouldn't know how I guess he's just glad That he's not alone But he's got to wonder what now 'cause there's no hall of fame for that working cla** hero No statute carved out of stone And his greatest reward is the love of a woman And his children So after he's gone That old working cla** hero lives on That three-bedroom house He built in the '50s Seems so much bigger today With just him and mama And not many bills 'cause all of the kids moved away What he's done with his life Might not be remembered But he's got every right to be proud 'cause the blood sweatin' years Of this workin' cla** hero Is really what livin's about 'cause there's no hall of fame for that working cla** hero No statute carved out of stone And his greatest reward is the love of a woman And his children So after he's gone That old workin' cla** hero lives on Yes, that workin' cla** hero lives on That workin' cla** hero lives on