Hard Rows to Hoe

Sunrise calls, hands in the dirt Boots hit the ground before the rooster crows Fields stretch, stretch wide under skies that glow Sweat on my brow, calluses thick, plowing the roads Turning the stick, aching my back from dawn till dusk Building a life from blood and dust, no silver spoon No silver spoon, just honest grind Leaving my mark, one row at a time Hard work is the fire in my veins Rising me up through the pouring rain Hands blistered, heart full of pride This is the rhythm that keeps me alive Hard work, yeah, it's my faithful friend Through every trial it pulls me to the Ain't no quitting when the reward's inside Hard work, carrying me through the night When I sat spinning up and over stalled upon Shedding rays for all mine blistered Turned sitting in my fog in my camp Filling my brain with days of boredom spinning Hard work is the fire in my veins Rising me up through the pouring rain Hands blistered, heart full of pride This is the rhythm that keeps me alive Hard work, yeah, it's my faithful friend Through every trial it pulls me to the Ain't no quitting when the reward's inside Hard work, carrying me right The sunset fades, but the fight goes on Hard work forever, my victory song