Smell the coffee brewing slow
Smell the smoke from the wood stove
Smell the sawdust and gasoline
As your warm breath turns to steam
A flannel shirt and a pair of jeans
Old work boots seen better days
That John Deere cap sure is old
But it's got class and it's got soul
The unsung hero, the working man
Hold your head up high where you stand
The unsung hero, the working man
Hold your head up high where you stand
Working man
Sweat it comes in the summertime
Raspberries plump along the vine
When the snow is ten feet high
It just makes it harder to get by
The unsung hero, the working man
Hold your head up high where you stand
The unsung hero, the working man
Hold your head up high where you stand
Working man
When you look into the mirror
When you get up to shave
Do you read the lines that honest work has
Written on, on your face?
On your face, on your face, on your face
You made your life with your hands
You made your life working the land
You may not think I understand
But I believe in the working man
The unsung hero, the working man
Hold your head up high where you stand
The unsung hero, the working man
Hold your head up high where you stand
The unsung hero, working man
Hold your head up high now where you stand
The unsung hero, working man
Hold your head up high where you stand,
Where you stand, where you stand, where you stand now
The unsung hero, the working man, working man
Hold your head up high where you stand,
The unsung hero, the working man,
Hold your head up high now where you stand
Hold your head up high where you stand
Working man
