Lyrics

Broken hands and broken dirt Can't complain my bones hurt Land is broke and seed is sown Hardest work I've ever known Build this house, plant a tree This will be my legacy School was missed, time After time For chores and work, but I didn't mind Crops are in, and cows are fed It's late I'm beat, it's time for bed I dream of things that you can't see This will be my legacy I grew up quick and found a wife My blistered hands have built a life A cowboys life can be alone But she's the best I've ever known Barely holding on, but she's holding me We're gonna build - a legacy Two hands are better than one they say Kids are born, but we're going grey The ranch has grown, more cattle now Bills are paid with calf and cow I see the light, I'm feeling free This feels like a legacy Hop on horses - cut some trails They say Daddy tells the tallest tales Bout cowboy life and common sense Cut some logs then fix a fence I hold my kids on my knee Yeah this feels like a legacy They're all grownup now Weddings planned But a dark cloud grows upon the land No kindness shown, no kindness given There's no ideas and new opinions It's too far gone for a correction Things are trending in the wrong direction As time goes by now there's a need But it just hit a wall of greed All your work should be for me What about my sweat equi-ty? 100 years of blood and sweat Now filled with fear and past regret Hands are out to take a token Family's split, no words are spoken Once was my only obsession Has now been tied up in succession All my effort, years of toil Lawyers take my cash and soil For years it never felt like labor The ranch till now, was in gods favour To build this land for generations Now heartbreak plagues all my creation Tied up now with legal battles With who did what and worked the cattle The joy once felt in unity Has all been lost to lunacy How dare you claim this all is yours And start all of these crazy wars I'm getting old, I'll soon decease Now I just wish to die in peace I've given up, nothing matters Can't live through this family disaster I'm 83, my body's worn Sell it all, my heart is torn Make your millions, off my back I think I feel a heart attack Close my eyes, I'm finally free There goes my legacy
Writer(s): Brett Kissel, Derrick Germain Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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