Workin' On My Own (btw Masturbation)

“Workin’ on My Own”
[Verse 1]
I’m out here in the moonlight, just me and my old guitar,
Strummin’ soft and steady, chasin’ dreams that ain’t too far.
Got a rhythm in my fingers, keeps me warm when nights are cold,
A lonesome kind of lovin’, a story never told.
[Chorus]
I’m workin’ on my own, when the stars are shinin’ bright,
Findin’ sweet relief in the quiet of the night.
No need for someone else to hold me tight,
I’m workin’ on my own, and it’s feelin’ just right.
[Verse 2]
She’s sittin’ by the window, with a candle burnin’ low,
Her hands are dancin’ softly, where only shadows go.
She’s got a secret melody, hummin’ deep inside her soul,
A private kind of pleasure, makin’ her heart whole.
[Chorus]
She’s workin’ on her own, when the world’s gone to sleep,
Findin’ hidden treasures in a moment she can keep.
No need for fancy promises or words to make it right,
She’s workin’ on her own, and it’s feelin’ just right.
[Bridge]
Some folks need a partner to chase away the blues,
But I’ve got my own rhythm, I know just what to do.
From the boys out in the bunkhouse to the girls with hearts so free,
We all got our own ways to find that harmony.
[Verse 3]
He’s ridin’ out the long days, with the cattle and the dust,
But when the sun goes down, it’s his hands he’s gonna trust.
He’s got a fire burnin’, no one else can understand,
A lonesome kind of freedom, right there in his hand.
[Chorus]
He’s workin’ on his own, under that big ol’ Texas sky,
Lettin’ all his worries drift as the moments fly.
No need for someone else to spark the fire tonight,
He’s workin’ on his own, and it’s feelin’ just right.
[Outro]
So here’s to all the lonely hearts, who find their own sweet song,
In the quiet of the evening, where we all belong.
Male or female, makes no difference, we all got our delight,
Workin’ on our own, when the feelin’s just right.