Lifers

He wakes with the chickens in the Waco sun He's got mouths to feed and cattle to run Same as his daddy and his daddy done It's all he's ever known In this modern world movin' break-neck fast He's a dyin' breed, a thing of the past He'll be damned if he don't hit back If you stand in his way When there's nothin' more to say So here's to the lifers The struggle-and-strifers Workin' long after the day is done Here's to the broke-backs The cowboys in old hats The last of the Great Generation It seems they still dream She's a renaissance girl with a fire in her soul She's got a pocket full of nothin', nobody tells her "no" She flew into town 20 years ago With a guitar and a song She's been playin' them rooms, but she ain't got far Been livin' off tips in them Broadway bars She's a troubadour queen, but time left its mark The scenes passed her by In a world that's passed her by So here's to the lifers The struggle-and-strifers Workin' long after the day is done Here's to the broke-backs The cowboys in old hats The last of the Great Generation It seems they still dream No, they don't give up and they don't give in When things don't go their way Yeah, we're gettin' knocked down, yeah, we're gettin' back up Live to die another day So here's to the lifers The struggle-and-strifers Workin' long after the day is done Here's to the broke-backs The cowboys in old hats The last of the Great Generation And it seems they still dream