Degrees on the wall

They got degrees hangin’ high ‘cause their pockets were deep,
Talkin’ like life’s easy, never sowed what they reap.
I’ve been workin’ hard, hands calloused from the grind,
Faith in my God, He’s been the guide I find.

Everybody’s got a degree hangin’ on the wall,
But it don’t mean nothin’ if you never took the fall.
I’ve got sweat on my hands and a Bible in my heart,
Workin’ with faith, playin’ my part.

They chase the gold, but they don’t know real pain,
Countin’ wealth while I praise in the rain.
Every scar I got, every late night prayer,
God gave me strength, He put me here to care.

Everybody’s got a degree hangin’ on the wall,
But it don’t mean nothin’ if you never took the fall.
I’ve got sweat on my hands and a Bible in my heart,
Workin’ with faith, playin’ my part.

Give me hands that labor, a heart that believes,
Not a paper crown, but a soul that receives.
God’s my guide, through the mud and the strife,
Faith built this life, not a name or a title in life.

Everybody’s got a degree hangin’ on the wall,
But it don’t mean nothin’ if you never took the fall.
I’ve got sweat on my hands and a Bible in my heart,
Workin’ with faith, playin’ my part.

Bluesy rock soul