Cry Tough
Remember the nights we sat
And talked about all our dreams
Well little did we know then
They were distant than they seemed
But well, I, I knew it, you knew it too
The things we'd go through
We knew the things we had to do
To make it, baby
You gotta cry tough out on the streets
To make your dreams happen
You gotta cry out, out to the world
To make them all come true
Life ain't no easy ride
At least that's what I am told
Sometimes the rainbow baby
Is better than the pot of gold
Well, you've got to stick it out
Whether you're wrong or right
And you can't give in without a fight
To make it baby
You gotta cry tough out on the streets
To make your dreams happen
You gotta cry out, out to the world
To make them all come true
Well you gotta aim high, baby
Whether you lose or win
And when you get to the top
You gotta get off or go right back down again
You gotta cry tough out on the streets
To make your dreams happen
You gotta cry out, out to the world
To make them all come true, baby
You gotta cry tough out on the streets
To make your dreams happen
You gotta cry out, out to the world
To make them all come true
You gotta cry tough out on the streets
To make your dreams happen
You gotta cry out, out to the world
To make them all come true
You gotta cry tough out on the streets
To make your dreams happen
You gotta cry out, out to the world
To make them all come true
And talked about all our dreams
Well little did we know then
They were distant than they seemed
But well, I, I knew it, you knew it too
The things we'd go through
We knew the things we had to do
To make it, baby
You gotta cry tough out on the streets
To make your dreams happen
You gotta cry out, out to the world
To make them all come true
Life ain't no easy ride
At least that's what I am told
Sometimes the rainbow baby
Is better than the pot of gold
Well, you've got to stick it out
Whether you're wrong or right
And you can't give in without a fight
To make it baby
You gotta cry tough out on the streets
To make your dreams happen
You gotta cry out, out to the world
To make them all come true
Well you gotta aim high, baby
Whether you lose or win
And when you get to the top
You gotta get off or go right back down again
You gotta cry tough out on the streets
To make your dreams happen
You gotta cry out, out to the world
To make them all come true, baby
You gotta cry tough out on the streets
To make your dreams happen
You gotta cry out, out to the world
To make them all come true
You gotta cry tough out on the streets
To make your dreams happen
You gotta cry out, out to the world
To make them all come true
You gotta cry tough out on the streets
To make your dreams happen
You gotta cry out, out to the world
To make them all come true
Credits
Writer(s): Bret Michaels, Bruce Anthony Johannesson, Rikki Rocket, Bobby Dall
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