Grind (OurVinyl Sessions) [Live]

Pa worked the steel mill after his days in the mines

Carried my sister, mother and me on shoulders made of granite and lime

I'm sixteen and midnight-turn, foreman on the floor

Ann and me, we'd rest easy

When we heard him walk back through the screen door

Mama always pray, before she'd bed down in her quilts

She'd fix him up with whatever crumbs

And a Bible verse stuffed in his lunch pail

He took every shift that he could wrap his hands around

Because his way to keep the wolves away

Was to cut their tongues out before they howl

Grind till' the end of your days

Like somebody's coming to take it away

Don't waste your precious time, don't sit around, don't wait to die

Grind till' the end of your life, lay it all out, leave nothing behind

Rest not too easy in bed

There'll be time for sleeping when you're dead

Grind till' the end of your days

Like somebody's coming to take it away

Don't waste your precious time, don't sit around, don't wait to die

Grind till' the end of your life, lay it all out, leave nothing behind

Rest not too easy in bed

There'll be time for sleeping when you're dead