Grit and Resilience - C.J. Luckey

Your color's uncategorizable Your clothing's contorting Your state of mind Your reward's faking worth I can't quite smile I did not win this prize of mine They're clapping awfully loud For no tribulations or trials Your reward's faking worth You're no star, imposter Let 'em smile Let 'em smile Let 'em smile Let 'em smile Let me smile Let me smile Let me smile Let me smile

Mmmmmm, yeah I'm a Mamma's girl, her whole world I'm like the son Daddy never had I might rock a skirt, but love playin' in the dirt And my shot, it ain't half bad I'm a real spitfire, who can raise some hell But I can be sweeter than a Southern Belle Giddy-up, giddy-up, foot on the pedal I get knocked down, I get back in the saddle It's gonna take more than one hit To get me rattled I could be as pretty as a wildflower petal Little bit of angel, double shot of devil When it comes right down to it Baby I'm grace and grit I love gettin' tattoo's and singin' the blues And playin' my guitar loud But Sunday morning I'm in the choir Makin' my Momma proud I love my guns and my fishing But I'm a sucker for my man's kissing Giddy-up, giddy-up, foot on the pedal I get knocked down, I get back in the saddle It's gonna take more than one hit To get me rattled I could be as pretty as a wildflower petal Little bit of angel, double shot of devil When it comes right down to it Baby I'm grace and grit Ooh, I'm grace and grit It's who I am, it's how I live I do things right, with grace and grit Giddy-up, giddy-up, foot on the pedal I get knocked down, I get back in the saddle It's gonna take more than one hit To get me rattled I could be as pretty as a wildflower pedal Little bit of angel, double shot of devil When it comes right down to it Baby I'm grace and grit Mmmmm ooh, I'm grace and grit Oh yeah, grace and grit