Tired — текст песни (Toby Keith)

My name is Jackson, I was named after my father
Followed in his footsteps, down here to this factory
I ain`t complainin`, wouldn`t waste my breath to bother
This work ain`t hard, it`s only borin` as can be
Married Rebecca back in seventy-seven
I still love her and I guess she loves me too
We go to church on Sundays `cause we want to go to heaven
Me and my family, ain`t that how you`re supposed to do
But I`m tired, Lord I`m tired
Life is wearin` me smooth down to the bone
No rest for the weary, ya just move on
Tired, Lord I`m tired

Only missed six days in nigh on twenty years o` workin`
The money went to taxes and these bills I`ve paid on time
The raise I got two months ago don`t meet the cost of living
Selling my body for these nickels and these dimes
The smell of Becky`s coffee rolled me out of bed this morning
I showered and shaved and dressed and pulled my work boots on
Walked in the kitchen, she was starin` out the window
The way she said good morning made me ask is something wrong
She said I`m tired, woke up tired
Life is wearnin` me smooth down to the bone
No rest for the weary, ya just move on
I guess you just keep going` till you`re gone
Tired, Lord I`m tired
Tired, God I`m tired