Workin' Man

I never thought of calloused hand as bein' soft and warm

Or a hairy chest as a place of rest and shelter from a storm

I never pictured dreams come true and rawhide boots and jeans

Here I am with a workin' man and he's workin' miracles on me

Oh workin' man you took my hand then you set me free

You're the somethin' I'm so glad I live to be

So love don't always wear the face we might expect to see

Oh workin' man your love works on me

I never really saw myself as someone who could share

My feelings with a gentle giant expecting him to care

But something in his big blue eyes says it's okay

Go ahead and there you'd slow and let me love your cares away

Oh workin' man you took my hand then you set me free

You're the somethin' I'm so glad I live to be

So love don't always wear the face we might expect to see

Oh workin' man your love works on me