"I'm Workin'" lyrics
"I'm Workin'"
I was born in south Texas
Didn't have a dollar to our name
My poppa left my momma there
To pick cotton and cut down sugar cane
She had to work like a slave, all day
So I might have better
Spend my time in them sunshine ray
I'm workin'
Baby, I'm workin'
Ooh daddy, I'm workin'
Yes momma, I'm workin'
Ooh brother, I'm workin' for you
Wanna know if it's worth it, or true
I just want better
And I'm about to break on through
Baby, I'm workin'
Might not mean a thang to you
These places that I'd like to go
But the things that I'm looking for
Just ain't around no more
My uncle was a gambling man
Way down in New Orleans
There let me run them streets
Baby now I do my thing
Honey, I'm workin'
And baby, I'm workin'
Sugar, I'm workin'
Sister, I'm workin'
Ooh brother, I'm workin' for you
Wanna know if it's worth it, it's true
I just want better
Tell me what else can I do?
Baby, I'm workin'
Sugar, I'm workin'
Darlin', I'm workin'
Oooh baby, I am workin'
Yeah, darlin'
I am workin'
Writer(s): Matthew Charles Crockett
- AZLyrics
- C
- Charley Crockett Lyrics
album:
"In The Night" (2016)
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