Daughter of a Working Man

I'm the daughter of a working man I've learned to work with my two hands From watching him on our homeland I'm the daughter of a working man I'm the daughter of a giving man I've learned to give with all I am From watching him give all he has I'm the daughter of a giving man I'm strong and I'm tough I've got grit, I have enough Because his hands were rough and bloody from the road I'm stable and I'm able I've got good food on the table I've got all I need to grow happy, wise and old Cause I'm the daughter of a working man I sacrifice for what I have Cause I watched him do it as my dad I'm the daughter of a working man I'm strong and I'm tough I've got grit, I have enough Because his hands were rough and bloody from the road I'm stable and I'm able I've got good food on the table I've got all I need to grow happy, wise and old Cause I'm the daughter of a working man I'm the daughter of the strongest man I've learned that when the go gets bad You get back up and fight like dad I'm the daughter of the strongest man I'm the daughter of a working man