Classic Country Lyrics: "Workin' Man's Dollar" von Chris LeDoux

Der 2005 leider viel zu jung verstorbene Chris Le
Doux war lange Rodeoreiter und so handelten vie-
le seiner Songs von den Rodeos. Doch hatte er
auch anderes Material wie diesen Song hier, der
aus der Sicht eines Dollars erzählt. LeDoux war
allerdings nicht der erste, der dieses Thema so
aufgriff, und er wird auch nicht der letzte sein,
doch von mehreren Songs ähnlicher Art war
"Workin' Man's Dollar" einer der erfolgreicheren.

Well, I'm just a workin' man's dollar
In the pocket of his old blue jeans
I ain't like my Wall Street brother
He's in a bank so shiny and clean

Well, I'm faded and I'm wrinkled
Tattered and stained with sweat
But I'm the first one called when Uncle Sam
Needs a hand with the national debt

I've been wages for the farm hand
For drivin' an old John Deere
I've been laid on a bar in a tavern
To buy a workin' man an ice-cold beer

I've been tipped to a truck-stop waitress
Taped where I was torn
And in the hand of a child I was laid on a plate
In a church on Sunday morn

Well, they say I'm the root of all evil
I bring lust, power and greed
But this workin' man's dollar only buys the things
A workin' man really needs

Well, they say I'm worth about fifty-cents
In this modern inflated age
But don't tell that to the young man slavin'
To make it on a minimum wage

Or that single workin' mother
She's been scrapin' to make ends meet
To make a house a home, keep food on the table
And shoes on her baby's feet

Well, I know my days are numbered
I'm gettin' threadbare and wearin' thin
And they'll replace me with another
But I'd do it all again

'Cause I've seen this great big country
Passed from hand to callused hand
And I've got to say that I'm mighty proud
That I belong to the workin' man

Well, they say I'm the root of all evil
I bring lust, power and greed
But this workin' man's dollar only buys the things
A workin' man really needs