Last Punch of the Clock
country acoustic melodicLyrics
[Verse]
Forty years at this factory, sweat and steel,
Laid my life on the line, turnin' that big wheel,
Counting down the hours, now the day has come,
Today's my last shift, when that whistle hums.
[Verse 2]
Upper management's suits, they never knew my name,
Just a number in their books, playin' their own game,
But I stood proud and tall, through the grind and the grit,
Now I'm walkin' out the door, done with all their shit.
[Chorus]
Hey, Mr. Manager, you can take this job and shove,
To the day shift supervisor, there's no more push and shove,
Forty years I've given, now it's time for me to roam,
You won't see me 'round here, 'cause I'm finally goin' home.
[Verse 3]
The factory floor's been my stage, my hands show the scars,
Granite calluses and oil stains, like a road map in the stars,
My buddies and I, we've all got our tales,
Now I'm hittin' that highway, ridin' the Holy Grail.
[Verse 4]
Gonna spend my time fishin', by that quiet stream,
Sip on some cold beers, livin' out my dream,
No alarm clocks ringin', as the sunrise paints the sky,
So long, you corporate jokers, this is my goodbye.
[Chorus]
Hey, Mr. Manager, you can take this job and shove,
To the day shift supervisor, there's no more push and shove,
Forty years I've given, now it's time for me to roam,
You won't see me 'round here, 'cause I'm finally goin' home.