Track 1

Break the Rules (Working Man Version)

Early sunrise, boots on tight,

Coffee strong, I'm feeling right.

Clock rolls on, it's how we grind,

Working hard until quitting time.

Dust and sweat, steel and stone,

Breaking backs to build a home.

Hands are rough, but spirits high,

Working hard until we die.

I don't wanna go to work,

I just wanna shake the dirt.

Working folks across the world,

Trying just to make it work.

Friday night, we'll raise a glass,

Forget the week that's kicked our ass.

I don't wanna go to work,

I just wanna break the curse.

Steel-toe boots and faded jeans,

Nothing here is ever clean.

Sun beats down, we push right through,

'Cause that's just what working people do.

I don't wanna go to work,

I just wanna shake the dirt.

Working folks across the world,

Trying just to make it work.

Friday night, we'll raise a glass,

Forget the week that's kicked our ass.

I don't wanna go to work,

I just wanna break the curse.

Grab my guitar, radio loud,

Sing with every working crowd.

One more week, one more fight,

We'll keep standing through the night.

I don't wanna go to work,

I just wanna shake the dirt.

Working folks across the world,

Standing proud though life still hurts.

Monday comes, we'll do our part,

But Friday's freedom fills our hearts.

I don't wanna go to work,

I just wanna break the curse.

Na na na na na na na...