Am C Dm E
Am C Dm E
Am C Dm E
Am C Dm E

[Verse 1]
                Am
Oh, he wakes up early
              C
Early in the morning
                    Dm
While everyone is snoring
                    E
He gets his engine roaring
                       Am
And he walks out the front door
                C
Everything is quiet
                   Dm
Streets empty and silent
                 E
Just the way he likes it
                 Am
When he gets to work
                  C
Nobody claps or cheers
                      Dm
Yeah, he just punches in
                  E
Like he does every year
                    Am
And when he does a good job
                      C
Ain't no pats on the back
                            Dm
And he just clocks out for lunch
                                  E
And he grabs a sandwich from his sack


[Chorus]
                                        Am Fmaj7/A Am
And that's cause he's the hard-working man
                       C                C6 C
Goes to work with his tools in his hand
                            Dm
He's out there feeding his fam
                                 E
I know sometimes it seem like no one gives a damn
                                          Am Fmaj7/A Am
So I wrote this one for the hard-working man
                       C                C6 C
Goes to work with his tools in his hand
                            Dm
He's out there feeding his fam
                                 E
I know sometimes it seem like no one gives a damn
                                             Am
So raise your glass up for the hard-working man


[Verse 2]
                                       C
Goes back to work, but no one hollers "Encore!"
                        Dm
Yeah, even though they want more
                   E Eb9 E Eb9 E
They've come to expect it
               Am
Yeah, he just punches back in
                  C
And finishes the workday
                           Dm
For the girl who took his surname
                             E        Eb9 E Eb9 E
Who grew up with him in his birthplace
             Am
And when he leaves work
                       C
His knees and knuckles ache
                     Dm
But someone's gotta do work
                        E   Eb9 E Eb9 E
To put food up on the plate
             Am
And when he gets home
                         C
He's greeted with more problems
                   Dm
But he just gotta solve 'em
                     Eb9    E Eb9 E
A door that keeps revolving


[Chorus]
                                        Am
And that's cause he's the hard-working man
                       C
Goes to work with his tools in his hand
                            Dm
He's out there feeding his fam
                                 E
I know sometimes it seem like no one gives a damn
                                        Am
So I wrote this one for the hard-working man
                       C
Goes to work with his tools in his hand
                            Dm
He's out there feeding his fam
                               E
I know sometimes it seem like no one gives a damn
                                             Am
So raise your glass up for the hard-working man
                       C
Goes to work with his tools in his hand
                            Dm
He's out there feeding his fam
                                 E
I know sometimes it seem like no one gives a damn
                                          Am
So I wrote this one for the hard-working man
                          C
He goes to work with his tools in his hand
                            Dm
He's out there feeding his fam
                                 E
I know sometimes it seem like no one gives a damn


[Otro]
                                          Am Asus4 Am
So I wrote this one for the hard-working man