Raised on hard times

Verse 1

Used to chase a paycheck down those backroad county lines,

Had a tank on empty and a whole lot on my mind.

Learned the hard way nothing good comes easy overnight,

Built these calloused hands one long shift at a time.

There were days I nearly gave up, nights I couldn’t see the end,

But every scar became a lesson, every loss became a win.

Now there’s gravel in the driveway and a porch light burning gold,

A little piece of heaven that we built all on our own.

Pre-Chorus

Ain’t got a mansion on a hill or money stacked sky high,

But I’ve got everything I need when I look into your eyes.

Chorus

Here’s to the little things, the life we’re living now,

Cold beer sweating in my hand while the sun sinks down.

You beside me laughing, our boy running through the yard,

Two pups chasing fireflies underneath the stars.

We made it through the hard times, every wrong turn, every mile,

Now we’re making memories in this simple kind of life.

No, it ain’t about the money or the things we never had,

It’s about this love we’re building and the family that we have.

Verse 2

Saturday morning cartoons, coffee brewing in the kitchen,

Little muddy boots by the door, everybody pitching in.

Your head resting on my shoulder in those quiet evening hours,

Watching dreams grow slowly like wildflowers.

The world’s still turning fast, but we don’t need much more,

Just a little room to breathe and a reason to thank the Lord.

’Cause every scraped-up knee, every dog toy on the floor,

Reminds me what we worked so hard for.

Pre-Chorus

We may not have it all figured out, but one thing’s true,

Every road that brought me here led me straight to you.

Chorus

Here’s to the little things, the life we’re living now,

Cold beer sweating in my hand while the sun sinks down.

You beside me laughing, our boy running through the yard,

Two pups chasing fireflies underneath the stars.

We made it through the hard times, every wrong turn, every mile,

Now we’re making memories in this simple kind of life.

No, it ain’t about the money or the things we never had,

It’s about this love we’re building and the family that we have.

Bridge

One day our boy will grow up and find his own way,

And these old dogs won’t run as fast as they do today.

So I’m holding onto every second, every smile, every kiss,

‘Cause these little moments are the ones I’ll always miss.

Final Chorus

Here’s to the little things, the front porch and the pines,

To the hard-earned peace you only find with a little time.

You beside me always, our boy safe in our arms,

Two pups curled up sleeping while the crickets sing along.

Yeah, we made it out together, built a life from dreams and faith,

And if tomorrow never gives us more than what we made,

We’ll raise another beer to the love that got us here,

To these little things and long roads, my favorite kind of years.

Outro

Just me, you, our boy, and those two old dogs,

Thanking God for every mile that brought us home.