The Working Man Lyrics

Creedence Clearwater Revival


publisher: ©Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
writers: John Cameron Fogerty
album: Track 13 in album Creedence Clearwater Revival
release date: 1968-7-5
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Well, I was born on a Sunday; on Thursday I had me a job.
I was born on a Sunday; by Thursday I was workin' out on the job.
I ain't never had no day off since I learned right from wrong.

Mama said I was bad, I did something to her head.
Mama said I was bad, I did something to her head.
And poppa threw me out, ooh, said, "I gotta earn my own way."

[Chorus:]
I ain't never been in trouble;
I ain't got the time.

I don't mess around with magic, child.
What I got is mine.

Whatever you say, Lord, well, that's what I'm gonna do.
Whatever you say, well, that's what I'm gonna do.
'Cause I'm the working man, Lord, and I do the job for you.

[Chorus]

Every Friday, well, that's when I get paid.
Don't take me on Friday, Lord, 'cause that's when I get paid.
Let me die on Saturday night, ooh, before Sunday gets my head.

Track Listing

  • 1 I Put a Spell on You
  • 2 The Working Man
  • 3 Suzie Q
  • 4 Ninety‐Nine and a Half (Won’t Do)
  • 5 Get Down Woman
  • 6 Porterville
  • 7 Gloomy
  • 8 Walk on the Water