Work For It

Living in darkness
Chased by hounds
I hit my stride on the down beat
When life is a beat down
The bar hangin' over me
Was set low from the start
They looked down from a great height
And said, "That boy's got heart"
Sweet heat of the pepper seed
Never turned me back
I hear that battle cry
Let me get my axe
Rain clouds over me
Learn to work in the wet
Everyone's got a hand out
I keep breaking my back
(Work for it, work for it)
Everybody's got their hands out
(Work for it, work for it)
I keep breaking my back
(Work for it, work for it)
Everybody's got their hands out
(Work for it, work for it)
What I am, I made that
A taste for sweet things
Can take a man's soul
Reap that sugarcane
'Til you're blind and old
Work forever in one place
For the man in the tower
Just to die at the coal face
And never make it home
(Work for it, work for it)
Everybody's got their hands out
(Work for it, work for it)
I keep breaking my back
(Work for it, work for it)
Everybody's got their hands out
(Work for it, work for it)
What I am, I made that
Whatever the color of your collar
Everbody is chasing the shiny dollar
(Work for it, work for it)
Everybody's got their hands out
(Work for it, work for it)
I keep breaking my back
(Work for it, work for it)
Everybody's got their hands out
(Work for it, work for it)
What I am, I made that
(Work for it, work for it)
Everybody's got their hands out
(Work for it, work for it)
I keep breaking my back
(Work for it, work for it)
Everybody's got their hands out
(Work for it, work for it)
What I am, I made that



Credits
Writer(s): Spencer Ian Barnes, Cal Landis Henry, Lea Meagan Campbell
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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