Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Workin' on, artist - Colt Ford. Date of issue: 30.06.2014
Song language: English
Workin' on |
| Chasing after that dollar like it'll slow down my hurry |
| Settle all my worries when I get it in my wallet |
| Quit dippin' long enough to own a pair of jeans |
| That don't have a ring in the back left pocket |
| Laughing at myself, admitting when I'm wrong |
| That's what this good ol' boy's gonna go out workin' on |
| Workin' on coming to Jesus, kicking the bottle, |
| Wrestling with our roots, |
| Trying to turn off Mama's tears, and fill our Daddy's boots |
| Shutting off our pride, fixing bridges we burned, learning how to live and learn |
| Keeping our demons down and our trucks up and running |
| Loving them angels sitting pretty in the middle of 'em |
| Fighting with the man in the mirror til we gone |
| Yeah, that's what all us good ol' boys gonna go out workin' on |
| Gonna go out workin' on |
| Giving more forgiveness, picking battles worth choosing |
| Little less cussin' and losin' my temper and my tools |
| Dialin' down my restless, outgrowing my reckless |
| And my reputation for breaking hearts and rules |
| Realizin' what I got what I got before it's gone |
| That's what this good ol boy's gonna go out |
| Workin' on... |
| Workin' on coming to Jesus, kicking the bottle, |
| Wrestling with our roots, |
| Trying to turn off Mama's tears, and fill our Daddy's boots |
| Shutting off our pride, fixing bridges we burned, learning how to live and learn |
| Keeping our demons down and our trucks up and running |
| Loving them angels sitting pretty in the middle of 'em |
| Fighting with the man in the mirror til' we gone |
| Yeah, that's what all us good ol' boys gonna go out workin' on |
| Gonna go out workin' on |
| Owning up to my weakness, keeping it humble but strong |
| Doin' the best I can with this flesh and bone |
| Workin' on coming to Jesus, kicking the bottle, |
| Wrestling with our roots, |
| Trying to turn off Mama's tears, and fill our Daddy's boots |
| Shutting off our pride, fixing bridges we burned, learning how to live and learn |
| Keeping our demons down and our trucks up and running |
| Loving them angels sitting pretty in the middle of 'em |
| Fighting with the man in the mirror til we gone |
| Yeah, that's what all us good ol' boys gonna go out workin' on |
| Gonna go out workin' on |