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Grandpa s down
By the two lane
In the blazing sun
Or pouring rain
Sells tomatoes
From the back
Of his pickup truck
Reads the Bible line for line
While sipping on
Some homeade wine

That s who he is
And what he does
He s just like us


My Dad s got
A crippled hand
A casualty of Vietnam
But he s still down
At the sawmill every day
Oh and first thing
Fore the break of dawn
Mama s got his eggs
And coffee on

My whole life
It s been that way

We come from
Back in the hollers
We got sweat
On our blue collars
The living s hard
But the living s good
You see God sent
The heavens down
And hung em round
My neck of the woods

Just as sure as the river flows
We take care of our own
Step right up when someone needs a friend

Last year on the Johnson farm
A fire wiped out the house and barn
The whole town showed up
To build em back again, all right

We come from
Back in the hollers
We got sweat
On our blue collars
The living s hard
But the living s good
You see God sent
The heavens down
And hung em round
My neck of the woods

We come from
Back in the hollers
We got sweat
On our blue collars
The living s hard
But the living s good
You see God sent
The heavens down
And hung em round
My neck of the woods

Tv talkshows shining light
From every window
She pulls a dress on
And she who cares where she goes

And wake up, wake up
Here s another day
And wake up, wake up
It s time your wide awake
And don t make promises
That don t mean anything
And wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up
It s light out...

The wind blows keen across the ridge
Black against a charcoal grey
We climb up here by the winding path made so long ago
In the valley below the last few lights
glow just like the embers of a fire
We begin to remember, we begin to remember

We came...

Devi crederci
sono qui, che sembrava impossibile
le valigie trasudano lacrime
sono a casa tua e dovunque si vada
vestiti in fretta o presentati nuda
devi crederci
anche se troppo spesso io esagero
ma le favole a volte si avverano
e stravolgimi con quell aria che dice
certe sorprese mi...

Ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh...
Ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh...

[We better try]
[Try to get ourselves together, baby]
Oh, we, oh, we better try
Try to get ourselves together, baby

Oh, girl, I swear I’ve got to talk to you
There’s something that I feel we need to...

I got the world on a string
I m sittin on a rainbow
Got the string around my finger
What a world, what a life
I m in love

I got a song that I sing
I can make the rain go...