I've been workin' at a sawmill earnin' every dime I make
Looking at my check stub cussin' what the tax man takes
My baby's depending on me oh Lord to bring the bacon home
But it's just salt pork we're eatin' lower on the hog

But if I die in the morning they can't say I didn't pay my way
With honest sweat and elbow grease and doing what the foremen say
But after we buy groceries pay the rent and the telephone
I'm broke and gone what's goin' on
There's a lot less scrap to throw out to the dog
I'm making more now and eatin' lower on the hog
[ guitar - steel ]
There's people standing with their heads out formin' a welfare line
Savin' their back while I'm out breakin' mine
I ain't worried bout the federal budget or the LA city smog
I'm working overtime and eatin' lower on the hog

But if I die in the morning...
There's a lot less scrap to throw out to the dog
I'm making more now and eatin' lower on the hog