Текст песни Blackfoot - Diary Of A Workingman
Blackfoot - Diary Of A Workingman слова песни
In a room all alone waiting by the telephoneWith a tear in his eye and a pen in his handSo begins the diary of a working manHed been poor man all his lifeAnd just when things were going rightSome stranger takes his woman awayHe doesnt know if hell see, oh, another dayOh, another dayTime has come and he was right,It was a cold and rainy nightAnd he thought for sure she would followBut it wont be the same, no tomorrowNow heres a man glory boundIn a pool of dreams about to drownIf he can just get through this nightThen maybe tomorrow things will work out rightOh, will work out rightWell, with the pain in his bloodHed love to take her if he couldAnd as he wakes with a screamTo only its just realityHe woke with sweaty handsMaybe therell be a change in plansWith a tear in his eye and a gun in his handSo ends the diary of a workingman