Working Man Lyrics

I am a working man,
I get things done
Work for the Holy Ghost,
Work for the son.
I am a working man,
Oh yes I am
I am a special agent of the lamb.

I'm gonna wear your covering
I'm gonna wear your robe,
I'm gonna wear your righteous mane
Wherever I go.
You're gonna light my candle
Son your gonna make it shine,
Your gonna lead me to the throne,
Brother testify!

I was born in the city
I was born in the north,
I was born in the Autumn time,
Lord only knows what for.
I was born when leaves turn red
Born when things were dying.
But I was born with a big ole mouth,
Brother testify!