Struggle's real So real 5 a.m. comes early, jacking Folgers in his cup He wakes her up and lays her clothes out and packs her lunch Got to rush to catch the school bus Ponytails and toothbrush Sometimes it seems it's too much He waves goodbye, then he sighs 12-hour days and barely getting by Her mama working third shift and he hopes she ain't back getting high On a slippery slope slowly slip into a pit Hanging off her dear life, losing grip but he refused to quit I see the look in your eyes and I know how you feel Work your fingers to the bone just to cover the bills You wanna leave that single white trailer in the hollow for a house up on the hill You don't care how they feel 'Cause the struggle is real I know the struggle is real She's almost 40 and still dancing on that brass pole Customers are disrespectful, manager's an asshole Her greater goals overshadow all the sorrows 5 a.m. will take forever, few more minutes 'til tomorrow Not enough dollars in her garter for their house of dreams Run into the dressing room, slams the door and starts to scream Where she wants to be in life is still a distant image At her wit's end, still is infinite, story hasn't ended I see the look in your eyes and I know how you feel Work your fingers to the bone just to cover the bills You wanna leave that single white trailer in the hollow for a house up on the hill You don't care how they feel 'Cause the struggle is real I know the struggle is real He walks outside and throws his tools into his pickup truck Looks up and smiles, see her Altima is pulling up Her weight is lifted, her door's open, and he knows she's sober He grabs the holder, she finds comfort underneath his shoulder As they embrace, all of their worries are erased Because together they can face all the obstacles in place Pulls out of the holler to go make an honest dollar Paid dues won't lose, smile through the blues of blue collar I see the look in your eyes and I know how you feel Work your fingers to the bone just to cover the bills You wanna leave that single white trailer in the hollow for a house up on the hill You don't care how they feel 'Cause the struggle is real I see the look in your eyes and I know just how you feel Work your fingers to the bone just to cover the bills You wanna leave that single white trailer in the hollow for a house up on the hill You don't care how they feel 'Cause the struggle is real I know the struggle is real

There's a train on the mountain Burnin' coal, runnin' fast 'Round the way I can hear it As it's comin' on down the tracks It's old but it's strong, keeps movin' on It shakes the leaves and the grass The train is all black, like the man from the past The ghost of old Johnny Cash Young man lookin' at his young hands But the hands of time move faster than he understands That time was long ago, many winds down the road The railroad couldn't hold, ties that so many broke The young man shovels all the coal in the stove And the leaves change colors when the breath in the smoke And the steel cuts through the prairies and the stones The mans eyes are weary and he's so far from home The train shakes the ground you can hear it from afar The coal burns bright, you can see it like the stars The moonlight shines like the headlights from cars It howls at the night, like the man out at bars Now these old timers pass, hard as coal it's all black Like the man Johnny Cash, put his soul in these tracks And it rolls off the tracks, whistle blow when it pass Can't control it so fast, he just hopes he don't crash There's a train on the mountain Burnin' coal, runnin' fast 'Round the way I can hear it As it's comin' on down the tracks It's old but it's strong, keeps movin' on It shakes the leaves and the grass (Ha ha) The train is all black, like the man from the past The ghost of old Johnny Cash (Struggle) Certain prayers were never spoken, I was too ashamed to ever ask him It's hard to bask in the glory while my love was keep on passin' I don't have enough cash to get 'em out of their bind Try to bring a little light to lead 'em out of the blind Hard to find peace when war is all you've ever known Hard to find a trains path when these tracks are overgrown And they're home to the snakes, layin, lookin' for their opportunity To uproot every seed that I had sewn They throw in the key and strip his kids from their only home Lonely and alone, behind walls I tore down every stone That I had ever hid behind, rocky path like Stallone The underdog will get declined, until They climb and claim it's time Diggin', grindin' up the mountain Flag flies this is mine Won't be dead get in line, your side of the fence has been defined At the cross roads where the life and death are intertwined Singin' to the man in black, so long my clementine There's a train on the mountain Burnin' coal, runnin' fast 'Round the way I can hear it As it's comin' on down the tracks It's old but it's strong, keeps movin' on It shakes the leaves and the grass The train is all black, like the man from the past The ghost of old Johnny Cash

Ridin' on a greyhound, countin' those white lines Destination I don't know and I'm feelin' like I'm dyin' Well ten years on this road, might of took its toll But the man with the plan says the band has got to go I said roll gypsy roll Lord just pick up your bags and go Met many a woman on my way down the line Every woman that I met I've left satisfied I made lots of money, just how much well I don't know But most of the money I done stuck up my nose I said roll gypsy roll Lord just pick up your bags and go Gypsy's life's a story and its one that's never told He's always hungry, he's always on the go With no tomorrow, you're promised misery Oh when you're movin' around from town to town Roll ooh roll Made lots of money just how much well I don't know But most of the money I done stuck up my nose And maybe that's the reason I don't know where I'm goin' I don't know - oh - oh Roll-oh gypsy roll

Roll Jordan roll Roll Jordan roll Oh, I want to get to Heaven when I die To hear ol' Jordan roll Roll Jordan roll Roll Jordan roll Oh, I want to get to Heaven when I die To hear ol' Jordan roll My brother, you ought to been there Yes, my Lord A sitting in the kingdom To see ol' Jordan roll Roll Jordan roll Roll Jordan roll Oh, I want to get to Heaven when I die To hear ol' Jordan roll My mother, you ought to been there Yes, my Lord A sitting in the kingdom To see ol' Jordan roll Roll Jordan roll Roll Jordan roll Oh, I want to get to Heaven when I die To hear ol' Jordan roll Oh, I want to get to Heaven when I die To see ol' Jordan roll