Working Man/Finding My Way - Live At Massey Hall, Toronto / 1976

Lyrics for Working Man/Finding My Way - Live At Massey Hall, Toronto / 1976

I get up at seven, yeah And I go to work at nine I got no time for livin' Yes, I'm workin' all the time It seems to me I could live my life A lot better than I think I am I guess that's why they call me They call me the working man They call me the working man I guess that's what I am I get home at five o'clock And I take myself out a nice, cold beer Always seem to be wonderin' Why there's nothin' goin' down here Well, they call me the working man I guess that's what I am Yeah, oh yeah! Ooh, said i, Im comin out to get you Ooh, sit down Im comin out to find you Ooh, yeah. ooh yeah Findin my way! Ive been gone so long Ive lost count of the years Well, I sang some sad songs, Oh yes, and cried some bad tears Look out! Im comin Whoa, whoa Look out! Im comin Whoa, yeah Im runnin, Finding my way back home Oh yeah! Im comin Ooh, babe, I said Im runnin Whoa, babe, I said Im comin To get you, mama Said Im runnin Ooh, babe, I said Im comin I said Im comin Im findin, Im findin my way back home Well, Ive had it for now, Livin on the road Findin my way back home!