I dedicate this song to the workin' manFor ever' man that puts in a hardEight or ten hours a day of work and toil and sweatAlways got somebody lookin' down his neckTryin' to get more out of 'imThan he really ought to have to put in
After twenty-nine long years of workin'In this shop with Oney standin' over me...Today when that old whistle blowsI'll check in all my gear and I'll retire...
The superintendent just dropped by and saidThey'd planned my little get together...Then he said I'd never a made itIf old Oney hadn't held me to the fire.
I've seen him in my dreams at nightAnd woke up in the mornin' feelin' tired...And old Oney don't remember, when I came hereHow he tried to get me fired...With his folded hands behind himEvery mornin' Oney waited at the gate...Where he'd rant and rave like I committed murderClockin' in five minutes late
But today they'll gather 'round meLike I've seen 'em do when any man retiresThen old Oney's gonna tell meFrom now on I'm free to do what I desire...
He'll present me with that little old gold watchThey give a man at times like this...But there's one thing he's not countin' onToday's the day I give old Oney his
I've been workin', buildin' musclesOney's just been standin' 'round a gettin' softAnd today about four-thirtyI'll make up for every good night's sleep I've lost ...When I'm gone I'll be rememberedAs the workin' man who put his point acrossWith a right hand full of knuckles'Cause today I show old Oney who's the boss
Hmmmm! What time is it? Four thirty!Hey, Oney!Oney! Ha ha ha ha!