Tough People

A tornado tore through a Midwest town

Wasn't nothing in its path it didn't take down

Except the Baptist church and a ball field

Then they rebuilt

Talk about tough people

She was four years old when they got the news

It was in her little lungs, it was stage two

Mama spent every night by her bed

And daddy shaved his head

Talk about tough people

Yeah, there were plenty of times she coulda gave up, but she didn't

No, she fought like hell 'til she rang that bell in Memphis

Oh, there's a whole lotta bad in the world out there

Oh, and it's hard to keep going when it don't seem fair

Keep on fighting when your back's against the wall

Keep on getting back up when you fall

Keep on keeping your head held high

'Cause I still believe

Hard work pays off, good beats evil

And tough times make tough people

It's a single mom working two jobs a day

And a farmer barely getting by, needing rain

It's a grandma waiting tables, working through the pain

It's a cop on a call, running in gun drawn

'Cause a shooter's in a schoolhouse hallway

Oh, there's a whole lotta bad in the world out there

Oh, and it's hard to keep going when it don't seem fair

Keep on fighting when your back's against the wall

Keep on getting back up when you fall

Keep on keeping your head held high

'Cause I still believe

Hard work pays off, good beats evil

And tough times make tough people

Oh, tough people

Yeah

He was dog tags, boots, and army green

Shipped off somewhere to keep us all free

Came back in a box with a flag on it

Hits home, don't it?

Talk about tough people

Man, talk about some tough people, hey

Oh, there's a whole lotta bad in the world out there

Oh, and it's hard to keep going when it don't seem fair

But I still believe

Hard work pays off, good beats evil

And tough times make tough people

Yeah, sure makes some tough people