Texty:
Brooks Dunn Hard Workin Man

Seems like every time I call you I'm standing in the pouring rain I had another falling out with love I'm back out on the streets again I could use a

got whiskey, women Music and smoke It?s where all the cowboy folk Go to boot scootin? boogie I?ve got a good job, I work hard for my money When it?s

'd wait forever She'd welcome me back in with open arms But she don't walk the floor and she don't count the teardrops And she don't pick up pieces from no broken

She's got a T-Top Camaro with a scoop on the hood And two big speakers blasting Johnny B. Goode Looking so sweet it oughta be a crime She plays with my

hard workin' man I wear a steel hard hat I can ride, rope, hammer and paint Do things with my hands that most men can't I can't get ahead no matter how hard

Preklad: Dunn, Brooks. Pevný Workin 'Man.

a hard workin' man I wear a steel hard hat I can ride, rope, hammer and paint Do things with my hands that most men can't I can't get ahead no matter how hard

to think she'd wait forever Welcome me back in with open arms But she don't walk the floor, she don't count the teardrops And she don't pick up pieces from no broken

She's got a T-Top Camaro with a scoop on the hood And two big speakers blasting Johnny B. Goode Looking so sweet it oughta be a crime She plays with