A callused right hand

Holds a shiny gold watch

For thirty years spent on the clock

But you won't see no tears

From this workin' class hero

He's always been hard as a rock



But he knows he's too old

To really start over

Besides he just wouldn't know how

I guess he's just glad

That he's not alone

But he's got to wonder what now



'Cause there's no hall of fame for that working class hero

No statute carved out of stone

And his greatest reward is the love of a woman

And his children

So after he's gone

That old working class hero lives on



That three-bedroom house

He built in the '50s

Seems so much bigger today

With just him and mama

And not many bills

'Cause all of the kids moved away



What he's done with his life

Might not be remembered

But he's got every right to be proud

'Cause the blood sweatin' years

Of this workin' class hero

Is really what livin's about



'Cause there's no hall of fame for that working class hero

No statute carved out of stone

And his greatest reward is the love of a woman

And his children

So after he's gone

That old workin' class hero lives on



Yes, that workin' class hero lives on

That workin' class hero lives on