Working Hard for the Money

[Verse] Down in a honky-tonk bar in Cheyenne, Where the whiskey flows and the dance band stands, I'm just a country boy, born and raised, But life took a turn, and here I am, unphased. [Verse 2] Mama never told me 'bout this kind of strife, Thought I'd stick to farming, find a good wife, Now I'm hitching rides on a different train, Earnin' dollars under neon, gay for payin'. [Chorus] Yeah, I'm working hard for the money, under bright lights, Livin' a life that don’t fit in the night, Feelin' like a cowboy just tryin' to stay true, In a world where the boots are sometimes sequined blue. [Bridge] Folks may talk, and whispers may fly, But I got bills to pay, and dreams to buy, So I'll tip my hat, strut my stuff wild and free, It's just another way to be who I can be. [Verse 3] Evenin' comes, and the shadows fall, I stand by the mirror, puttin' on my all, Strangers may see someone they don't understand, But I got my reasons, this is who I am. [Chorus] Yeah, I'm working hard for the money, under bright lights, Livin' a life that don’t fit in the night, Feelin' like a cowboy just tryin' to stay true, In a world where the boots are sometimes sequined blue.