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Diary Of A Workingman (LP Version)

- Blackfoot

In a room all alone

Waiting by the telephone

With a tear in his eye

And a pen in his hand

So begins the diary of

A working man

He'd been a poor man

All his life

And just when things were going right

Some stranger takes his woman away

He doesn't know if he'll see

Oh another day

Oh another day

Time has come and he was right

It was a cold and rainy night

And he thought for sure

She would follow

But it won't be the same

No tomorrow

Now here's a man glory bound

In a pool of dreams

About to drown

If he can just

Get through this night

Then maybe tomorrow

Things will work out right

Oh will work out right

Well with the pain in his blood

He'd love to take her

If he could

And as he wakes with a scream

To only realize it's just reality oh

He woke with sweaty hands

Maybe there'll be a change in plans

With a tear in his eye

And a gun in his hand

So ends the diary of a workingman