Shiftwork (feat. George Strait)

Shift work, hard work, tired body Blue-collar shirt and a baseball cap You knew me

He's hot, sweat drops, 'round the clock Door never locks Noise never stops Not all day Work seven to three Three to eleven Eleven to seven

Shift work, tough work for the busy convenience store clerk Two feet that hurt, going insane She's mad at some lad Drove off and didn't pay for his gas and he won't be the last 'Round the clock pain Work seven to three Three to eleven Eleven to seven

Talking about a bunch of shift work A big ol' pile of shift work Work seven to three Three to eleven Eleven to seven

Well i work, shift work, Ten years man, i hated that work I made a break with the money i saved It took me to the beach to have a beer by the edge of the sea And this 'round a clock place I drank my money away We partied Work seven to three Three to eleven Eleven to seven

Talking about a bunch of shift work A big ol' pile of shift work Work seven to three Three to eleven Eleven to seven

Work seven to three Three to eleven Eleven to seven