מילים לשיר Diary Of A Workingman – Blackfoot

In a room all alone waiting by the telephone
He'd been poor man all his life With a tear in his eye and a pen in his hand
And just when things were going right
So begins the diary of a working man
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
Now here's a man glory bound
But it won't be the same, no tomorrow If he can just get through this night
Then maybe tomorrow things will work out right
In a pool of dreams about to drown
Oh, will work out right Well, with the pain in his blood
And as he wakes with a scream
He'd love to take her if he could To only it's just reality
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.