Youll Get Over It - Drew Kent | Slowed Reverb

Oh, oh, oh, work 'til the work day ends Oh, oh, oh, get up and get it again Daddy, said the early bird gonna get the worm Food don't just fall on your plate Praying that the truck starts, praying that the rain falls Pray that your back don't break Get some mud on your Timb's And let 'em come clean in the river Then it's come on in And have a little beer with your dinner Work like a dog Sleep like a log Saddle up again in the morning Work like a dog Sleep like a log Get up and get it again Oh, oh, oh, work 'til the work day ends, yeah Oh, oh, oh, get up and get it again You chop down a corn row, store it in a silo Make a living off the land Call it country economics 'cause We keep a little profit stashed back in a coffee can Get some mud on your hands And let 'em come clean in the river Send a prayer to the Man And sip a little shine after dinner (skrt) Work like a dog Sleep like a log Saddle up again in the morning Work like a dog Sleep like a log Get up and get it again Oh, oh, oh, work 'til the work day ends, yeah Oh, oh, oh, get up and get it again It's all we know This dirt boy way of living Off that old dirt road when that rooster crows Yeah, we get up and get it Work like a dog Sleep like a log Saddle up again in the morning Work like a dog Sleep like a log Get up and get it again Oh, oh, oh, work 'til the work day ends, yeah Oh, oh, oh, get up and get it again

I turn on the tube what do I see A whole lotta people cryin' don't blame me They point their crooked little fingers everybody else Spend all their time feelin' sorry for themselves Victim of this victim of that Your momma's too thin and your daddy's too fat Get over it Get over it All this whinin' cryin' pitchin' a fit Get over it get over it You say you haven't been the same since you had your little crash But you might feel better if they gave you some cash The more I think about it old Billy was right Let's kill all the lawyers kill 'em tonight Don't want to work you want to live like a king But the big bad world doesn't owe you a thing Get over it Get over it If you don't want to play then you might as well split Get over it get over it It's like going to confession every time I hear you speak You're makin' the most of your losin' streak Some call it sick but I call it weak... Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah Yeah you drag it around like a ball and chain Wallow in the guilt wallow in the pain Wave it like a flag wear it like a crown Got your mind in the gutter bringin' everybody down Complain about the present blame it on the past I'd like to find your inner child kick its little ass Get over it Get over it All this bitchin' and moanin' pitchin' a fit Get over it get over it Get over it Get over it It's gotta stop sometime So why don't you quit? Get over it get over it Get over it