Текст песни ALAN JACKSON - Working Class Hero
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Текст песни ALAN JACKSON - Working Class Hero
(alan jackson/don sampson)A callused right handHolds a shiny gold watchFor thirty years spent on the clockBut you won't see no tears>from this workin' class hero( )He's always been hard as a rockBut he knows he's too oldTo really start overBesides he just wouldn't know howI guess he's just gladThat he's not aloneBut he's got to wonder what now'cause there's no hall of fame for that working class heroNo statute carved out of stoneAnd his greatest reward is the love of a womanAnd his childrenSo after he's goneThat old working class hero lives onThat three-bedroom houseHe built in the '50sSeems so much bigger todayWith just him and mamaAnd not many bills'cause all of the kids moved awayWhat he's done with his lifeMight not be rememberedBut he's got every right to be proud'cause the blood sweatin' yearsOf this workin' class heroIs really what livin's about'cause there's no hall of fame for that working class heroNo statute carved out of stoneAnd his greatest reward is the love of a womanAnd his childrenSo after he's goneThat old workin' class hero lives onYes, that workin' class hero lives onThat workin' class hero lives on