I used to think I was building us a dream
Now each an every day feels like paddling up stream
They say "to work is to pray",
But Id rather just get paid
Its tough. it's tough
YTown, aint no Boomtown, this aint 1963
All these factories keep on closing down,
And theres nothin left for me.
And now you say you have to sell your wedding ring
Its tough....it's tough.
Bridge:
There aint no easy way,
Its sweat, blood and faith and the pain goes on
Saying I love you, Babe just aint near enough
When life gets this rough
And I broke every promise to your daddy that day
When he said you could be mine
Its tough....it's tough
2nd Bridge:
Your mama warned you,
But still, you believed me,
When I said we would go far.
But all those seeds seemed to rust
out in the weeds of this abandoned steel yard
And can you ever forgive me for making life this hard?
Its tough....it's tough
Honey, I try so hard each and every day
I hope and pray, do anything,
To make these bills go away
And I know livin in Mamas basement
is not where you deserve to stay.
But its toughIts tough
Here I am again, I go and stand in this line
With a hundred other guys that see a help wanted sign
But anyone can see this is the end of the line.
Its toughIts tough.
The Heartland is now a wasteland
Gone in the gray smoke of this rundown industrial town
And the sons and daughters left in its wake
I still see the ghosts of our Fathers who worked these mills