Songwriters: Tippin, Aaron; Boyd, Bobby; Douglas, Philip
You get up every morning âfore the sun comes up
Toss a lunch box into a pickup truck
A long, hard day sure ain't much fun
But you've gotta get it started if you wanna get it done
You set your mind and roll up your sleeves
Youâre workinâ on a working manâs Ph.D.
With your heart in your hands and the sweat on your brow
You build the things that really make the world go around
If it works, if it runs, if it lasts for years
You bet your bottom dollar it was made right here
With pride and honor and dignity
From a man with a working manâs Ph.D.
Now there ain't no shame in a job well done
From driving a nail, to driving a truck
As a matter of fact Iâd like to set things straight
A few more people should be pullinâ their weight
If you wanna cram course in reality
You get yourself a working manâs Ph.D.
When the quittinâ whistle blows and the dust settles down
There ain't no trophies or cheering crowds
Youâll face yourself at the end of the day
And be damn proud of whatever you've made
Canât hang it on the wall for the world to see
But you've got yourself a working manâs Ph.D.
Now there ain't no shame in a job well done
From driving a nail, to driving a truck
As a matter of fact Iâd like to set things straight
A few more people should be pullinâ their weight
If you wanna cram course in reality
You get yourself a working manâs Ph.D.