Shiftworkn(Duet With George Strait)nnShift work, hard work, tired bodynBlue-collar shirt and a baseball capnUnion madennHe's hot, sweat drops, 'round the clocknDoor never locksnAnd the noise never stopsnNight or DaynWorkin' seven to threenThree to elevennEleven to sevennnShift work, tough work for the busy convenience store clerknTwo feet that hurt, and going insanenShe's mad at some ladnDrove off and didn't pay for his gas and he won't be the lastn'round the clock painnWorkin' seven to threenThree to elevennEleven to sevennnTalking about a bunch of shift worknA big ol' pile of shift worknSeven to threenThree to elevennEleven to sevennnWell I worked, shift work,nFor ten years man, I hated that worknThen I made a break with the money I savednIt took me to the beach to have a beer by the edge of the seanAnd this 'round a clock placenI drank my money awaynWe partiednSeven to threenThree to elevennEleven to sevennnTalking about a bunch of shift worknA big ol' pile of shift worknSeven to threenThree to elevennEleven to sevennn(instrumental interlude)nnTalking about a bunch of shift worknA big ol' pile of shift worknSeven to threenThree to elevennEleven to sevennnSeven to threenThree to elevennEleven to sevenn