Diary of a Workingman
Blackfoot Lyrics


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In a room all alone waiting by the telephone
With a tear in his eye and a pen in his hand
So begins the diary of a working man

He'd been poor man all his life
And just when things were going right
Some stranger takes his woman away
He doesn't know if he'll see, oh, another day
Oh, another day

Time has come and he was right,
It was a cold and rainy night
And he thought for sure she would follow
But it won't be the same, no tomorrow

Now here's a man glory bound
In a pool of dreams about to drown
If he can just get through this night
Then maybe tomorrow things will work out right
Oh, will work out right

Well, with the pain in his blood
He'd love to take her if he could
And as he wakes with a scream
To only it's just reality

He woke with sweaty hands
Maybe there'll be a change in plans




With a tear in his eye and a gun in his hand
So ends the diary of a workingman

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Diary of a Workingman" by Blackfoot present a poignant story of a man who has been facing hardships all his life. He is waiting in a room all alone, with a pen in his hand and tears in his eyes, about to jot down his thoughts and feelings in the form of a diary. He had just started to feel that things were getting better for him when a stranger took away his woman. This event left him devastated, unsure if he would make it another day.


As time passes, the man realizes he was right to feel that his love would not return. The night she fails to come back to him is cold and rainy, and he is faced with the reality that his situation will never be the same again. He finds himself drowning in a pool of dreams and feels stuck, unable to move forward.


The theme of the song explores the despair and helplessness that comes with losing someone and how it can make one contemplate drastic measures. The man wakes with a scream, perhaps having dreamt of taking his own life or harming his lost love, but the reality sets in, and he is left to face the future alone.


Overall, "Diary of a Workingman" portrays a sad and relatable tale of loss, desperation, and the winding road to acceptance.


Line by Line Meaning

In a room all alone waiting by the telephone
The man is by himself in a room, waiting for someone to call him.


With a tear in his eye and a pen in his hand
He's crying and has a pen, presumably to write something important.


So begins the diary of a working man
He's starting to write a diary as a working man.


He'd been poor man all his life
He'd been poor his entire life.


And just when things were going right
Right when things were improving.


Some stranger takes his woman away
Someone took his significant other.


He doesn't know if he'll see, oh, another day
He's uncertain if he'll survive this.


Time has come and he was right,
The anticipated moment has arrived.


It was a cold and rainy night
The weather is poor outside.


And he thought for sure she would follow
He believed she would come with him.


But it won't be the same, no tomorrow
Tomorrow won't be as good as today.


Now here's a man glory bound
A man with aspirations and determination.


In a pool of dreams about to drown
He's involved in so many dreams that he's overwhelmed.


If he can just get through this night
Surviving this night is crucial.


Then maybe tomorrow things will work out right
If he makes it through, things might improve the next day.


Well, with the pain in his blood
He's dealing with physical or emotional agony.


He'd love to take her if he could
He wishes he could be with her again.


And as he wakes with a scream
He wakes up with a loud noise.


To only it's just reality
He realizes it was just a dream.


He woke with sweaty hands
He woke up with perspiration on his palms.


Maybe there'll be a change in plans
He's hopeful that something might change.


With a tear in his eye and a gun in his hand
He's crying and holding a gun (possibly signifying suicide).


So ends the diary of a workingman
His diary is concluding now.




Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Written by: JACKSON SPIRES, RICKEY LYNN MEDLOCK

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Lyrics
In a room all alone waiting by the telephone
With a tear in his eye and a pen in his hand
So begins the diary of a working man



He'd been a poor man all his life
And just when things were going right
Some stranger takes his woman away
He doesn't know if he'll see, oh, another day, oh, another day



Time has come and he was right
It was a cold and rainy night
And he thought for sure she would follow
But it won't be the same, no tomorrow




Now here's a man glory bound
In a pool of dreams about to drown
If he can just get through this night
Then maybe tomorrow things will work out right, oh, will work out right

Well, with the pain in his blood

He'd love to take her if he could
And as he wakes with a scream
To only realize it's just reality, oh

He woke with sweaty hands
Maybe there'll be a change in plans
With a tear in his eye and a gun in his hand
So ends the diary of a workingman



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