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Tired
(Toby Keith - Chuck Cannon)
My name is Jesse, I was named after my father
Followed in his footsteps, down here to this factory
I ain't complainin', wouldn't waste my breath to bother
This work ain't hard, it's only borin' as can be.
I married Billy Johnson back in seventy-seven
I still love him and I guess he loves me too
We go to church on Sundays 'cause we want to go to heaven
Me and my family, ain't that how you're supposed to do.
But I'm tired, Lord I'm tired
Life is wearin' me smooth down to the bone
No rest for the weary, ya just move on
Tired, Lord I'm tired.
I've only missed six days in nigh on twenty years o' work
The money went to taxes and these bills I've paid on time
The raise I got two months ago don't meet the cost o' living
Selling my best years for these nickels and these dimes.
The smell of Billy's coffee rolled me out of bed this morning
I showered and dressed and then I threw some makeup on
I walked in the kitchen, he was starin' out the window
The way he said good morning made me ask is something wrong.
He said I'm tired, woke up tired
And life is wearin' me smooth down to the bone
And there's no rest for the weary, you just move on
I guess you just keep goin' till your gone
Tired.
Oh Lord, I'm tired
I'm tired
Oh, Lord I'm tired...
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Oh, Lord I'm tired...
I'm tired
Oh Lord, I'm tired
Tired.
I guess you just keep goin' till your gone
And there's no rest for the weary, you just move on
And life is wearin' me smooth down to the bone
He said I'm tired, woke up tired
The way he said good morning made me ask is something wrong.
I walked in the kitchen, he was starin' out the window
I showered and dressed and then I threw some makeup on
The smell of Billy's coffee rolled me out of bed this morning
Selling my best years for these nickels and these dimes.
The raise I got two months ago don't meet the cost o' living
The money went to taxes and these bills I've paid on time
I've only missed six days in nigh on twenty years o' work
Tired, Lord I'm tired.
No rest for the weary, ya just move on
Life is wearin' me smooth down to the bone
But I'm tired, Lord I'm tired
Me and my family, ain't that how you're supposed to do.
We go to church on Sundays 'cause we want to go to heaven
I still love him and I guess he loves me too
I married Billy Johnson back in seventy-seven
This work ain't hard, it's only borin' as can be.
I ain't complainin', wouldn't waste my breath to bother
Followed in his footsteps, down here to this factory
My name is Jesse, I was named after my father
(Toby Keith - Chuck Cannon)
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