Life is Suffering

Show 'em who's boss with your smoker's cough

Give it to 'em early in the mornin'

You smell like salt and cotton balls

Baked in the high blue sun

The river runs wide and crooked at times

Swells up with the hurricane rain

I don't mind, it doesn't happen all the time

I was born to bare a hurricane

I was born to bare a hurricane

They say you can't foresee the weather

But you can stand in the wind

You can thank the sky when the cotton grows high

Curse the dirt when it's dead again

Curse the dirt when it's dead again

Life is suffering

But love and family

Make hard work in the hot sun

Okay when the day is done

Abel killed Cain and took the remains

To drop out deep in the ocean

Came back covered in the poor boy's blood

But nobody said a thing

You know his blood runs wild and crooked at times

Swells up like the hurricane rain

I don't mind it doesn't happen all the time

I was born to be a hurricane

I was born to be a hurricane

They say you can't foresee the weather

But you can stand in the wind

You can thank the sky when the cotton grows high

Curse the dirt when it's dead again

Curse the dirt when it's dead again

Life is suffering

But love and family

Make hard work in the hot sun

Okay when the day is done