Lyrics

(Walk with me, Jesus) (Take me by my hand) We gon' make it through these hard times, yeah Make it through these hard times, yeah Keep pushin' and it's alright Keep your head up, you'll be alright (Yeah) Like a tree standing in the hard times There in the struggle, I'm not part-time Statements of you coming to ya last dime Came to tell you this won't be the last ride, yeah Promise we gon' make it through these hard times, yeah, yeah We gon' make it through these hard times, yeah Keep goin' and it's alright Keep your head up, you'll be just fine (yeah, yeah) Like a tree planted in the hard times There in the struggle, I'm not part-time Statements of you coming to ya last dime Came to tell you this won't be the last ride, yeah I done lost a family member every year I been swimming in a puddle full of tears Every step come with a little bit fear But you know I got my head up to the sky Know we gonna make it through these hard times Handing off my battles, I done tried But it's alright And I'm just saying that it's alright What if I told you you're never really alone, alone Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah And when it gets hard, just pick up the phone Like MJ, I'll be right there Just a call away, I'll be right there, right there We gon' make it through these hard times, yeah Make it through these hard times, yeah Keep pushin' and it's alright Keep your head up, you'll be alright Like a tree standing in the hard times There in the struggle, I'm not part-time Statements of you coming to ya last dime Came to tell you this won't be the last ride, yeah Promise we gon' make it through these hard times, yeah-yeah We gon' make it through these hard times, yeah Keep goin' and it's alright Keep your head up, you'll be just fine (yeah-yeah) Like a tree planted in the hard times There in the struggle, I'm not part-time Statements of you coming to ya last dime Came to tell you this won't be the last ride We been going through it like the luggage go in X-rays I been hitting walls like skaters in the X Games Got me in soft shape but I been planning escape See me workin' but I'm getting all my rest, 'kay? And I might use the miles for vacation I'ma be in turbulence praying When I land, they say, "Welcome to Jamaica" Maybe I'll return to the motherland What if I told you you're never really alone Yeah, yeah And when it gets hard, just pick up the phone Like MJ, I'll be right there Just a call away, I'll be right there (Yeah) We gon' make it through these hard times, yeah Make it through these hard times, yeah Keep pushin' and it's alright Keep your head up, you'll be alright Like a tree planted in the hard times There in the struggle, I'm not part-time Statements of you coming to ya last dime Came to tell you this won't be the last ride
Writer(s): Aaron Cole, Kortney Pollard, Greg Cox Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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