| Though as a pine knot
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| Hard as a nail
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| Just give me one shot
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| And I’ll give her hell
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| I’ve been beat down
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| Pushed around
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| But I ain’t had enough
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| Well there’s holes on this roadway
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| And they make me swerve
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| But I don’t mind no
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| I got the nerve
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| To hang on for dear life
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| Even when the rides a bit rough
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| Yes you’ll do what you do
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| 'Til you can’t no more
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| You can wait for a break
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| Or break down the door
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| It’s a calloused hand
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| Crazy plan man
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| That makes that history
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| Rome wasn’t built in no day
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| And Elvis wasn’t born the king
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| I know broken
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| But I can fix anything
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| Life’s a tornado
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| It ain’t a breeze
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| It blows me around
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| But someday I’ll land on my feet
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| No I ain’t praying for no bed of roses
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| Just the strength to
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| Get to where I’m going
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| I pray that my angels can
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| Can keep up with me yeah
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| 'Cause you’ll do what you do
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| 'Til you can’t no more
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| You can wait for a break
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| Or break down the door
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| It’s a calloused hand
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| Crazy plan man
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| That makes that history
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| Rome wasn’t built in no day
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| And Elvis wasn’t born the king
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| Woah
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| Yeah
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| Tough as a pine knot
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| Hard as a nail
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| Yes you’ll do what you do
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| 'Til you can’t no more
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| You can wait for a break
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| Or break down the door
|
| It’s a calloused hand
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| Crazy plan man
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| That makes that history
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| Rome wasn’t built in no day
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| And Elvis wasn’t born the king
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| Rome wasn’t built in no day
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| And Elvis wasn’t born the king |