Something More Than Free - Live

When I get home from work
 I'll call up all my friends, and we'll go bust up something beautiful
 We'll have to build again
 When I get home from work
 I'll wrestle off my clothes, and leave 'em right inside the front door
 Nobody's home to know
 You see the hammer finds a nail
 And a freight train needs the rails
 I guess I'm doin' what I'm on this earth to do
 I don't think on why I'm here, where it hurts
 I'm just lucky to have the work
 Sunday morning, I'm too tired to go to church
 But I thank God for the work
 I thank God for the work
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 When I get my reward
 My work will all be done
 And I will sit back in my chair beside the father and the son
 There's no more holes to fill
 And no more rocks to break
 And no more loading boxes on the trucks for someone else's sake
 You see the hammer finds a nail
 And the poor man's up for sale
 I guess I'm doin' what I'm on this earth to do
 I don't think on why I'm here, where it hurts
 I'm just lucky to have the work
 Every night I dream I'm drowning in the dirt
 But I thank God for the work
 And the day will come
 I'll find a reason
 Somebody proud to love a man like me
 My back is numb
 My hands are freezing
 But what I'm working for is something more than free
 I don't think on why I'm here, where it hurts
 I'm just lucky to have the work
 Sunday morning, I'm too tired to go to church
 But I thank God for the work
 I thank God for the work