| Real hard living but you figure it out
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| Real hard loving when you’re riddled with doubt
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| Real hard flying when you’re clutching the ground
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| Real hard living but you figure it out
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| When this hard day ends gonna call my friends
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| Meet up in the same old place
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| Grab a girl I know, spin her round that floor
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| Till a smile spreads across her face
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| Well the week’s been long but my back is strong
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| I doubt I’m ever gonna change
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| I’m the first born son of a son of a gun
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| Who had his own demons to face
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| Real hard living but you figure it out
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| Real hard loving when you’re riddled with doubt
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| Real hard flying when you’re clutching the ground
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| Real hard living but you figure it out
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| Well the last 5 years I have drowned my fears
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| 'Cause I don’t know any other way
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| And I shook some hands, became a better man
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| Least that’s what my mother would say
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| But the boy I was had a lot in common
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| With the man I am right now
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| If I could back and change that past
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| I doubt I’d ever turn around
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| Real hard living but you figure it out
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| Real hard loving when you’re riddled with doubt
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| Real hard flying when you’re clutching the ground
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| Real hard living but you figure it out
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| My words were quoted, my hope had floated
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| Yeah I could never feel safe
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| My draw was fast but I know that
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| Sometimes you’re better off afraid
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| Real hard living but you figure it out
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| Real hard loving when you’re riddled with doubt
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| Real hard flying when you’re clutching the ground
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| Real hard living but you figure it out
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| Real hard living but you figure it out
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| Real hard loving when you’re riddled with doubt
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| Real hard flying when you’re clutching the ground
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| Real hard living but you figure it out |