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on clear, not afraid to face my fears
Struggle so long, had to persevere
Put in hard work, blood, sweat, and tears
Chain lit up like a chandelier
Stay in your

here winter, I ain't taking you back
Cause I love her even when she isn't loving me back
All the blood sweat and tears she been putting me through
Still

figure,regardless nigga
The ghetto child who wasn't poor,but was poor
My classmates asked was i rich cuz i had every sneaker in the store
That's all momma blood,sweat

(November)
Cold hearted baby yeah I was born up in the winter (Winter, in the winter)
Got some issues with myself that can't blame but myself (Self)
But I

alive
Even when I'm weak and even when I'm barely getting by
Blood, sweat and tears put the fruit on the vine
Someday I'm gonna rise, someday I'm gonna

all my demons
Guessed that I would impress with my best before I leave it
Out all on the deck, lasting throughout the winter seasons
Blood, sweat

blood my sweat
난 Carry on
No hesitating Just do my thing Just do my thing F***in' do my thing

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watched him age
Raising a family on a working man's wage

I grew up on a working man's wage
Blood, sweat and tears on every dollar he made
For the little he

A Working Man's Wage

Trace Adkins

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1999

watched him age
Raising a family on a working man's wage

I grew up on a working man's wage
Blood, sweat and tears on every dollar he made
For

I figure I have shed enough blood, tears and sweat
Come on

I promise that I won't waste no time
It took awhile I apologize
I was lost now

left unsaid
All the tears
All the blood
And sweat I shed
Don't you know
They wait until your dead
They don't know what goes on in my head
They'll assume

of dreams and pavement, sweat, blood and tears
Rolling through the memories, it was all smoke in the mirrors
Fog rolls from the train horn, just south of san

[Verse 1]
A lifetime, it's a long stretch
But it's not when you put it into context
It can get kind of hard sometimes, yes
Blood, sweat, tears

And the ball turn to flames
Autograph my jersey with my
Number and my name
This for the blood
Sweat and tears
And all the pain that I felt
Plus all the hard work

headphone levels
I'm feeling lower than bass but I'm venting through my trebles
Worry myself about the past and if I've did enough
Dropped sweat and tears but

than ya words 
Flip ya blood sweat & tears get what you deserve 
Give it all fore you burn yeah you might as well 
Where you go after that dirt only time

to the bag
Blood, sweat and tears
Put in all these years
Just to make your smile a little wider
Life a little brighter
That’s what I do it for
Tell me what you

hunnid plus bands from a dollar and a dream
And we ain't even have to bust jugs or sell work to them fiends
Got it from the blood, sweat, tears

I'm in my element

It's all real, it's all real, I keep telling 'em

Check ya boy yeah he grown
This ain't blood sweat tears this is blood flesh bone

yes one day (Yes one day)
One day it will get better
(Yes it will)

You know, sometimes you wanna fight it but in all actuality you need to let it go

a mixture
But the forbidden fruit has been picked up
Blood, sweat n tears on my Adams & Eves
Spew ink on the mic and turn scriptures to pictures
Spitting

If That Ain't Country

David Allan Coe

Lonesome Fugitive

1996

The old man was covered with tattoos and scars
He got some in prison and others in bars
The rest he got workin' on old junk cars in the daytime

If That Ain't Country

David Allan Coe

For the Record: The First 10 Years

1985

The old man was covered with tattoos and scars
He got some in prison and others in bars
The rest he got workin' on old junk cars in the daytime

no answer
Dig deep for the calibre
Over the seas we charter
Says a lot about characters
I self manifest
Blood tears sweat, pearls and medallions
Change