Something More Than Free

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 'cause nobody's home to know
 You see a hammer finds a nail
 And a freight train needs the rails
 And I'm doin' what I'm on this earth to do
 And 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
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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
 No more holes to fill and no more rocks to break
 And no more loading boxes on the trucks for someone else's sake
 Cause the hammer needs the nail
 And the poor man's up for sale
 Guess I'm doing what I'm on this earth to do
 And I don't think on why I'm here where it hurts
 I'm just lucky to have the work
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 And every night I dream I'm drowning in the dirt
 But I thank God for the work
 
 And the day will come that I'll find a reason
 Somebody proud to love a man like me
 My back is numb and my hands are freezing
 But what I'm working for is something more than free
 And 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
 
 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 'cause nobody's home to know
 You see a hammer finds a nail
 And a freight train needs the rails
 And I'm doin' what I'm on this earth to do
 And 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
 ♪
 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
 No more holes to fill and no more rocks to break
 And no more loading boxes on the trucks for someone else's sake
 Cause the hammer needs the nail
 And the poor man's up for sale
 Guess I'm doing what I'm on this earth to do
 And I don't think on why I'm here where it hurts
 I'm just lucky to have the work
 ♪
 And every night I dream I'm drowning in the dirt
 But I thank God for the work
 
 And the day will come that I'll find a reason
 Somebody proud to love a man like me
 My back is numb and my hands are freezing
 But what I'm working for is something more than free
 And 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
 
 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 'cause nobody's home to know
 You see a hammer finds a nail
 And a freight train needs the rails
 And I'm doin' what I'm on this earth to do
 And 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
 ♪
 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
 No more holes to fill and no more rocks to break
 And no more loading boxes on the trucks for someone else's sake
 Cause the hammer needs the nail
 And the poor man's up for sale
 Guess I'm doing what I'm on this earth to do
 And I don't think on why I'm here where it hurts
 I'm just lucky to have the work
 ♪
 And every night I dream I'm drowning in the dirt
 But I thank God for the work
 
 And the day will come that I'll find a reason
 Somebody proud to love a man like me
 My back is numb and my hands are freezing
 But what I'm working for is something more than free
 And 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
 
 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 'cause nobody's home to know
 You see a hammer finds a nail
 And a freight train needs the rails
 And I'm doin' what I'm on this earth to do
 And 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
 ♪
 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
 No more holes to fill and no more rocks to break
 And no more loading boxes on the trucks for someone else's sake
 Cause the hammer needs the nail
 And the poor man's up for sale
 Guess I'm doing what I'm on this earth to do
 And I don't think on why I'm here where it hurts
 I'm just lucky to have the work
 ♪
 And every night I dream I'm drowning in the dirt
 But I thank God for the work
 
 And the day will come that I'll find a reason
 Somebody proud to love a man like me
 My back is numb and my hands are freezing
 But what I'm working for is something more than free
 And 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