Sweat Equity
Performed by Bale Harrison & The Field Hands
Sweat Equity:Music and Lyrics by Alan Nagzger
Verse 1
I swear you’re looking at me like I’m not okay,
Like you’re seeing something that took you away.
I know that look, it’s just like my momma’s face,
When she saw my daddy die, but girl, I’m okay.
Chorus
Yes, I sweated through that hat,
Hell, that ain’t no hat for going out.
You ain’t never been with a working man,
Is that blood, is that sweat?
I’ve been working ‘n’ you have a look on your face,
You been with doctors, lawyers — hell, they don’t even cut their grass.
Thought you knew what you were getting tonight,
This ain’t no corporate farm.
Verse 2
I just came from the south pasture, the north field, and the milking barn,
To the east, that’s a where the big boys are—yeah, they hire men to sweat and work hard.
You see this place, you think it’s big, but I’m just a small farmer,
You can call it sweat equity, but there’s more sweat than anything you’ve ever seen, girl.
Chorus
Yes, I sweated through that hat,
Hell, that ain’t no hat for eating out.
You ain’t never been with a working man,
Is that blood, is that sweat?
I’ve been working ‘n’ you have a look on your face,
You been with doctors, lawyers — hell, they don’t even cut their grass.
Thought you knew what you were getting tonight,
This ain’t no corporate farm.
Bridge
You say that hat’s ruined, I’ll pitch it over there,
By morning it’ll dry in that good ol’ country air.
And what happens tomorrow, you ask with a grin?
I’ll put the hat back on and do it all over again.
Chorus
Yes, I sweated through that hat,
Hell, that ain’t no hat for going ta town.
You ain’t never been with a working man,
Is that blood, is that sweat?
I’ve been working ‘n’ you have a look on your face.
You been with doctors, lawyers — hell, they don’t even cut their grass.
Thought you knew what you were getting tonight,
This ain’t no corporate farm.
Outro
Yeah, this sweat equity’s more sweat than gold,
But it’s all I know, it’s how I’ve grown old.
You’re looking at me, like you’re seeing a ghost,
Well, darling, this is what a working man’s gotta do.
Sweat Equity (1979)
By Alan Nafzger
I swear you’re looking at me like I’m not okay,
Like you’re seeing something that’s been washed away.
I know that stare, it’s just like my momma’s face,
When she saw my daddy fade—but girl, I’m okay.
Yes, I sweated through that hat,
Hell, that ain’t no hat for dining out.
You ain’t never been with a working man,
Is that blood, is that sweat on my brow?
I just came from the south pasture,
The north field and the barn.
To the east, that’s where the big boys are,
They hire men to sweat, while I work hard.
You see this land, you think it’s grand,
But I’m just a small farmer, living off the land.
Call it sweat equity if you want to,
But there’s more sweat than gold, it’s true.
Yes, I sweated through that hat,
Hell, that ain’t no hat for going out.
You ain’t never been with a working man,
Is that blood, is that sweat—can you understand?
You say that hat’s ruined, well I’ll pitch it aside,
Come morning, it’ll dry in the country air wide.
And what happens tomorrow? You ask with a grin—
I’ll put that hat back on and start all over again.