Working John-Working Joe Testo

Working John-Working Joe
When I was a young man, as all good tales begin
I was taught to hold out my hand
And for my pay I worked an honest day
And took what pittance I could win
Now, I'm a working John and I'm a working Joe
And I'm doing what I know for God and the economy
Big brother watches over me
And the state protects and feeds me
And my conscience never leaves me
And I'm loyal to the unions who protect me at all levels
Now, as I grew, the winds of fortune blew
And the banks smiled down upon me
And mortgaged to the hilt I threw
The breeze of caution behind me
Now, I'm a working John and I'm a working Joe
And I'm good at what I know and God and the economy
Have blessed me with equality
Now, I'm equal to the best of you
And better than the rest of you
Who would criticize my success in times of national unrest
Now, I own a horseless carriage in its central-heated garage
And I commute eighty miles a day, up at seven to make it pay
I direct ten limited companies with seeming consummate expertise
Two ulcers and a heart disease, a trembling feeling in both knees
And I'm a working John, I'm a working Joe
And I'm good at what I know, but God and the economy
Big brother watches over me
And the state protects and feeds me
And my conscience never leaves me
And I'm loyal to the unions who protect me at all levels
I'm a working John, yes, I'm a working Joe
And I'm a working John, yes, I'm a working Joe