Lyrics

[Verse]
Sun comes up, I’m boots on the dirt,
Plow hits the ground, yeah I know it’ll hurt.
Sweatin’ through the fields, veins full of pride,
A calloused handshake’s all I got to my side.

[Verse 2]
Hammer on iron, I’m makin’ it real,
Livin’ off the land, ain’t no shame in my deal.
Big city suits don’t know what I’ve done,
But this small-town heart’s just begun.

[Chorus]
I work hard, I play hard, I bleed my hands dry,
Got no time for riches or some pie in the sky.
They can try to chain me, but I’ll take a stand,
This is my life, my sweat, I ain’t shaking their hand.

[Verse 3]
A man in a tower don’t tell me my worth,
Down here in the mud’s where I measure my mirth.
Don’t own a clock, my time’s the crow’s cry,
I’m country born, gonna work till I die.

[Bridge]
Said they’d break me, but they don’t understand,
You can’t bend a soul that’s made of farmland.
Their papers and laws couldn’t buy what I’ve built,
You can’t take a mountain, you can’t steal my guilt.

[Chorus]
I work hard, I play hard, I bleed my hands dry,
Got no time for riches or some pie in the sky.
They can try to chain me, but I’ll take a stand,
This is my life, my sweat, I ain’t shaking their hand.