Lyrics

I've had a full time job since the age of 16 Working really hard I got my GED Nah money don't grow on trees I got double wide trailer and some mouths to feed Got snagged on a catfish line Bobbing up and down I'm gonna lose my mind Don't know which way to go Should I paddle up river or float down slow I gotta pick myself up I gotta get back on track I gotta pull so damn hard That I bust my bootstraps Wad of mud hens circling round I got them all bowed up cause they like the sound Oooh they hit the dance floor fast Beats gonna drop like a shotgun blast Her momma didn't raise no fool Got her PHD because she stayed in school But now she's drunk as a tilt a whirl Dancing round the floor like some down home girl I see here looking at me But she lost all her senses and her faculties Looking for a little hook up sex No thanks baby girl I'll take the rain check You gotta pick yourself up You gotta get back on track You gotta pull so damn hard That you bust your bootstraps Its the American dream You gotta swim up steam That's why the destination Is this great nation Now I'm just here digging this ditch Sun beating on my back like a son of a bitch Boss man don't care what I say He puts the cuffs around my ankles as he walks away 19 and doing hard time For selling marijuana to a friend of mine Now it's part of the American dream I sure hope folks don't forget about me We gotta pick ourselves up We gotta get back on track We gotta pull so damn hard That we bust our bootstraps
Writer(s): Henry Oursler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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