The Lord loves a working man. Lord loves a working man. don't never ever trust whitey....

[Navin receives some farewell advice] Mother: And remember: the Lord loves a working man. Navin R. Johnson: Lord loves a working man. Father: And Son: don't never ever trust whitey. Navin R. Johnson: Don't trust whitey. Lord loves a working man; don't trust whitey. Mother: And I hope you find whatever it is you're looking for... Navin R. Johnson: I will, Ma... I know it's out there. Taj Jonson: It's out there alright. And if you catch it, see a doctor and get rid of it. Navin R. Johnson: See a doctor and get rid of it. Taj Jonson: Good luck. Navin R. Johnson: Lord loves a working man; don't trust whitey; see a doctor and get rid of it.

Shinola. Son, you're gonna be all right. Now what town are you gonna try for first? Well, I thought I'd try to go to St. Louis 'cause that's where that radio show was coming from. And remember, the Lord loves a workin' man. Lord loves a workin' man. And Son, don't never, ever trust whitey. Don't trust whitey. The Lord loves a workin' man, don't trust whitey. Oh, baby. Daddy. Pierre, come here. Don't you forget to grow up now. Good luck. Send me a picture postcard. Don't forget, baby. Okay, okay, let the boy go. Bye. We got work to do. And I hope you find whatever it is you're looking for. I will, Ma. I know it's out there. It's out there all right, and if you catch it, see a doctor and get rid of it. See a doctor and get rid of it. Good luck. The Lord loves a workin' man. Don't trust whitey. See a doctor and get rid of it. Bye, Grandma. Oh, I sure do miss Navin.