I keep my nose on the grindstone, I work hard every day Might get a little tired on the weekend, after I draw my pay But I’ll go back workin, come Monday morning I’m right back with the crew. That’s my working man in the picture. He works hard all week-and often does more work for me on the weekend-that’s the kinda guy The Deer Hunter is. His hands are rough but his heart is tender. I was raised around men like that-you know the kind that when you shake their hand you feel as though you’re grabbing hold of a big chunk of solid wood. Pap’s hands used to be so tough you could hardly cut through the hide if you tried.