Lace-up boots and faded jeans A homemade sandwich, a half jug of tea Average Joe, average pay Same old end and same old day But there's nothing wrong with a hard hat and a hammer Kind of glue that sticks this world together Hands of steel and cradle of the Promised Land God bless the working man ♪ All week long making a living Life keeps takin', he keeps giving Behind the scene, below the grade Hardly noticed but part of everything But there's nothing wrong with a hard hat and a hammer Kind of glue that sticks this world together Hands of steel and cradle of the Promised Land God bless the working man ♪ He gives his life then fades away Another young man takes his place Average Joe, average pay Same old end, same old day But there's nothing wrong with a hard hat and a hammer Kind of glue that sticks this world together Hands of steel and cradle of the Promised Land No, there's nothing wrong with a hard hat and a hammer Kind of glue that sticks this world together Hands of steel and cradle of the Promised Land God bless the working man The working man Oh, the working man ♪ And woman