
“Workin’ Man Blues” has always been more than just a country hit—it’s a blue-collar anthem. When Merle Haggard first released it in 1969, he gave a voice to the backbone of America: the men and women who clock in every day, sweat for their families, and take pride in a life built with calloused hands.
But when Merle’s sons—Ben and Noel—step up to sing it, the song takes on a whole new life. Suddenly it’s not just about honoring the working class, it’s about honoring their father, too. There’s a certain raw energy in the way they trade lines and guitar licks, almost as if they’re carrying the torch he lit decades ago. You can hear Merle in their phrasing, but you can also hear something uniquely their own—a blend of respect and individuality.
What makes their version so powerful is the connection it creates. It’s not just nostalgia—it’s family, it’s legacy, it’s the reminder that music can pass from father to sons like a set of well-worn tools. And when Ben bends a note on the guitar, or Noel leans into a lyric, you can feel Merle’s spirit in the room, nodding along.
At its heart, “Workin’ Man Blues” is about dignity and resilience. Hearing Merle’s sons carry it forward makes the message even clearer: hard work never goes out of style, and neither does truth in a song.
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Lyrics
It’s a big job gettin’ by with nine kids and a wife
Even I’ve been workin’ man, dang near all my life but I’ll keep workin’
As long as my two hands are fit to use
I’ll drink my beer in a tavern
And sing a little bit of these working man blues
But I keep my nose on the grindstone, I work hard every day
Get tired on the weekend, after I draw my pay
But I’ll go back workin’, come Monday morning I’m right back with the crew
I’ll drink a little beer that evening
Sing a little bit of these working man blues
Sometimes I think about leaving, do a little bummin’ around
Throw my bills out the window, catch me a train to another town
But I go back working, I gotta buy my kids a brand new pair of shoes
I’ll drink a little beer that evening
Cry a little bit of these working man blues, here comes workin’ man
Well, hey, hey, the working man, the working man like me
Never been on welfare, and that’s one place I will not be
Keep me working, you have long two hands are fit to use
My little beer in a tavern
Sing a little bit of these working man blues, this song for the workin’ man