Working Man

I am a working man I get things done

Work for the Holy Ghost work for the Son

I am a working man oh yes I am

I am a special agent of the Lamb

I’m gonna wear your covering I’m gonna wear your robe

I’m wear your righteous mane everywhere I go

You’re gonna light my candle Son you’re gonna make it shine

You’re gonna lead me to the throne

Brother testify!

I am a working man I get things done

Work for the Holy Ghost work for the Son

I am a working man oh yes I am

I am a special agent of the Lamb

I was born in the city child I was born in the north

I was born in the autumn time Lord only knows what for

I was born when leaves turn red born when things are dying

But I was born with a big ole mouth

Brother testify!

I am a working man I get things done

Work for the Holy Ghost work for the Son

I am a working man oh yes I am

I am a special agent of the Lamb

I am a working man I get things done

Work for the Holy Ghost work for the Son

I am a working man oh yes I am

I am a special agent of the Lamb

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Du du du du du

Na na na na na

La la la la la

He, heh, he

I get things done, I am a working man

He, he, hej

I am a working man