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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Craig Campbell
Craig Campbell
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Craig Campbell
Craig Campbell
Composer
Jon Henderson
Jon Henderson
Composer
Joel Shewmake
Joel Shewmake
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Craig Campbell
Craig Campbell
Producer

Lyrics

I've been workin' as a temp
At the local factory
I hope they hire me on full time
I got shoes to buy
And a mouth to feed
I drive a buy here, pay here truck
It ain't new but it is to me
It ain't much but it fires right up
And get me from A to B
What puts the dirt underneath my nails?
What keeps the calluses on my hands?
Family man
They're a world my world revolves around
My sacred piece of solid ground
The flesh and bone that gives me strength to stand
They're a fire in my drivin' on
The drive behind my comin' home
The livin, breathin' reason that I am
A family man
There's dirty shirts to wash
Dishes in the sink to do
And there's how many times
Does seventeen go into fifty-two
There's bedtime prayers to pray
Sleep tights and I love you's
And then there's a pair of eyes
I get to lose myself into
What keeps me keepin' the faith?
What makes me believe I can?
Family man
They're a world my world revolves around
My sacred piece of solid ground
The flesh and bone that gives me strength to stand
They're a fire in my drivin' on
The drive behind my comin' home
The livin, breathin' reason that I am
A family man
They're a fire in my drivin' on
The drive behind my comin' home
The livin, breathin' reason that I am
A family man
A family man
(Ooh)
Written by: Craig Campbell, Joel Eric Shewmake, Jon Henderson
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