"Fingers To The Bone (Live)" lyrics

I work my fingers to the bone
Not a pretty little penny have I got to show
I ain't asking for much
Just a little bit of rest by the side of the road

I raise my voice to the forces above
The lords of labor and the goddess of love
"Ain't I been a good, hard-working, faithful servant and son?"

Then the sky turns black
And it cracks with a thundering voice
"Work is what you are, when you're breathing in and out 'til your final breath falls to the floor."

Swing down that sledgehammer through the wood
A little test of mind over flesh oughta do you good
Get up off the ground
You can lay down when the day is done
On the seventh day, you'll lay in the morning sun

I wanna make my home on a mountain high
Just me and my lover and the big old sky
I ain't asking for much
Just a little bit of rest before the day that I die

I raise my voice to the forces above
The lords of labor and the goddess of love
"Ain't I been a good, hard-working, faithful servant and son?"

Then the sky turns black
And it cracks with a thundering voice
"Work is what you are, when you're breathing in and out 'til your final breath falls to the floor."

Then the sky turns black
Swing down that
It cracks with a thundering voice
Sledgehammer through the wood
"Work is what you are, when you're breathing in and out 'til your final breath falls to the floor."
A little test of mind over flesh oughta do you good

Get up off the ground
Then the sky turns black
You can lay down when the day is done
And it cracks with a thundering voice
"Work is what you are."
And on the seventh day, you'll lay in the morning sun

Swing down that sledgehammer through the wood
A little test of mind over flesh oughta do you good
Get up off the ground
You can lay down when the day is done
And on the seventh day, you'll lay in the morning sun