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 a hammer needs a nail And the poor man's up for sale Guess 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 And every night I dream I'm drowning in the dirt But I thank God for the work And the day will come when I'll find a reason And somebody proud to love a man like me My back is numb, my hands are freezing 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 And I thank God for the work