Kenny Rogers The Factory song lyrics

I can't say that he loved his work but he fed a family of nine

Papa never heard of a union, he logged his scale in time

But he was a lucky man

At least he had a job down at the factory

Forty years cut across his back fightin' it tooth and nail

Work was hard enough to make a man forget his fear of hell

He was a thankful man

He had a job down at the factory

Sometimes through the walls at night I'd hear him on his knees

Prayin', "Lord, please help me through another day

Give me strength and bless this house, this family of mine

And thank you, Lord, for my job down at the factory"

It's hard for a man to build a life on a miller's pay

But like father, just like son, at least I could pay my way

I'm a lucky man

I've got a job down at the factory

As I put my kids to bed, wonder what's in store

Ask the Lord for a better way 'cause they deserve much more

Than to raise their own

With just a job down at the fact'ry

Sometimes when it's late at night I get down on my knees

Prayin, "Lord, please help me through another day

And give me strength and bless this house, this family of mine

Thank you, Lord, for my job down at the factory"

We've got more than some

At least I got a job down at the factory