Work

Carhart jacket on 5: 30 AM
 Feeling like the ace of spades
 Fifteen years old, work till the sun comes
 Then I'm off to school again
 Working my back as a young man
 Taught me I'd rather work my mind
 So we'd cop a little smoke
 And crack a couple jokes
 Just trying to learn to survive
 I wanted to work to live
 No not just live to work
 I had a pain deep in my bones beneath my T-shirt
 Was a young man singin' an old man's song
 Payin' with my last dimes
 But working to live beats living to work
 Anytime
 I had a teacher
 She told my mother that she better find me a trade
 Because boys like me well we all grow up
 To be long term guests of the state
 Now I worked hard because I had to
 I never found much luck
 Till' I built my world
 Round' a Georgia girl
 Who told me that I was enough
 I wanted to work to live
 No not just live to work
 I had a pain deep in my bones beneath my t-shirt
 Was a young man singing an old man's song
 Paying with my last dimes
 But working to live beats living to work
 Anytime
 Sometimes at night I wake with a shiver
 Sweat soaking clean through my sheets
 Then I remember I am who I am
 Not who they said I would be
 And I wasn't born with nothin'
 Cept' a voice and common sense
 Maybe that's why I took off runnin'
 The first chance that I had
 I wanted to work to live
 No not just live to work
 I had a pain deep in my bones beneath my T-shirt
 Was a young man singing an old man's song
 Paying with my last dimes
 But working to live beats living to work
 Anytime
 Oh working to live beats living to work
 Anytime