Hard Working Man

Written by Shan Gilbreath

Intro

Cruisin’ down the block in my work van,
Got my gloves on tight and a tool in my hand.
Clock hits six, man, it’s time for the grind,
Sun comin’ up, I’m already on time.

Verse 1

Hit the job site, crew’s ready to roll,
Steel-toed boots, hard hats on patrol.
Measure twice, cut once — that’s the code,
Ain’t got no time for the lazy mode.

I’m a worker, baby, born to sweat,
Stackin’ them checks, no regret.
Bills to pay, but I stay composed,
My hammer sings when the daylight glows.

Chorus

’Cause the workin’ man is tough as nails,
Rain or shine, we set the sails.
Every scar, every calloused hand,
Buildin’ dreams all across this land.

Verse 2

Clockin’ overtime, no need for fame,
Respect’s earned, not just a name.
Got paint on my shirt, drywall dust in my beard,
But that finished wall got the crowd that cheered.

Clients happy, tools all clean,
Sweat equity — that’s the dream.
Ain’t in the hood, but I hustle the same,
Blueprint life in the construction game.

Chorus

Yeah, the workin’ man is tough as nails,
Rain or shine, we set the sails.
Every scar, every calloused hand,
Buildin’ dreams all across this land.

Outro

So if you see me ridin’ with my gear in the back,
Don’t mistake that hustle for slack.
Respect the grind, that’s the creed I claim —
‘Cause hard work, man, is the name of the game.

© 2025 Shan Gilbreath / Red Lake Renegades. All Rights Reserved.