Sunrise creepin’ over that old red barn,
Another day, another grind, puttin’ miles on my arm.
Got calluses that tell you everything I’ve done,
From the dirt I’ve shoveled to the fields I’ve run.
Ain’t rich, but I’m proud of the life I choose,
‘Cause a man ain’t a man ‘til he’s paid his dues.
And every time the world feels heavy on me,
I remember what my daddy said back when I was seventeen…
“You keep dust on your boots, fire in your chest,
Hands to the shovel, give the world your best.
Life ain’t easy, but the strong push through—
And the hard work you do will come back to you.”
Yeah, I’m out here breakin’ through the morning sun,
Dust on my boots ‘til the working’s done.
[Verse 2]
Long week stacked like hay on a rusty truck,
Some days feel heavy, but I don’t give up.
Got a woman back home with a smile so sweet,
She reminds me why I’m grindin’ every time we meet.
Bills ain’t light, but my heart feels full,
Hard work turns a dream into something real, something pull.
When I’m wiped out tired and the daylight fades,
I hear that voice again like it never went away…
“You keep dust on your boots, fire in your chest,
Hands to the shovel, give the world your best.
Life ain’t easy, but the strong push through—
And the hard work you do will come back to you.”
Yeah, I’m out here breakin’ through the morning sun,
Dust on my boots ‘til the working’s done.
And maybe someday I’ll slow down,
Trade this grind for a quiet town.
But ‘til that day comes rollin’ in,
I’ll wake up early and I’ll do it again.
Dust on my boots, fire in my chest,
Every long-hard day, I give it my best.
Life hits hard, but I push on through—
‘Cause the hard work I give shapes the man I grew.
Yeah, sweat on my brow ‘til the daylight’s gone,
Dust on my boots, keep movin
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