Born For This Life

Mud on my name

Dust on my boots

Been this way

Since I came out the roots (yeah)

Snapback crooked

Bible on the dash

Granddad’s jacket

Still smells like gas

County line sign

Leaned from the wind

Teacher said “dream”

I said “watch me then”

Red clay caked

On the same old truck

Turned my hand-me-down hurt

Into hand-me-down luck

Ain’t much pretty

Just grit and spit

Whole town betting

I’d never be this

I was born for this life, for the long dirt road

For the hard talk, hard knocks, heavy load

For the backwoods prayers and the front porch fights

For the late-night runs under rusted lights

I was made for the grind, for the broke and brave

For the ones who rise from the rock-bottom grave

Ain’t a crown on my head, but it fits just right

I was born for this life

Born for this life (hey!)

Mama worked doubles

Kept the lights on dim

Said “boy, if you fall

You get right back in”

I cut my teeth

On the county fair stage

Two loose strings

And a teenage rage

Now it’s steel-toed flow

With a drawl on top

Got a “can’t lose” chill

And a “won’t quit” hop

If they ask who I am

Tell ’em straight, no twist

Just a dirt-road kid

Who refused that list (yeah)

I was born for this life, for the long dirt road

For the hard talk, hard knocks, heavy load

For the backwoods prayers and the front porch fights

For the late-night runs under rusted lights

I was made for the grind, for the broke and brave

For the ones who rise from the rock-bottom grave

Ain’t a crown on my head, but it fits just right

I was born for this life

Born for this life

Raise that jar

If you know that pain

If the same old storm

Keeps calling your name

We ain’t built to break

We were built to lift

Every scar on your skin

That’s a homegrown gift (woah)

I was born for this life, for the long dirt road

For the hard talk, hard knocks, heavy load

For the backwoods prayers and the front porch fights

For the late-night runs under rusted lights

I was made for the grind, for the broke and brave

For the ones who rise from the rock-bottom grave

Ain’t a crown on my head, but it fits just right

I was born for this life

Yeah, I’m born for this life (hey!)