| Song | Hard Way To Make an Easy Living |
| Artist | Toby Keith |
| Album | Drinks After Work |
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| Some people say he’s a wealthy man | |
| But he built his house with his own two hands | |
| On a piece of land that’s as far as you can see | |
| They call him lucky, but they don’t know | |
| He’s up and running when the rooster crows | |
| And he’s still in the fields with his supper cold | |
| But if you ask me, | |
| [Chorus:] | |
| It’s a hard hard way to make your way | |
| In a world that don’t care what you pay, | |
| What you earn or what you take, | |
| Or how much you’re not giving | |
| Life’s a tough old road to hoe, | |
| Trust in God with the seeds you sow, | |
| And always know it’s a hard hard way of making easy living | |
| His flatbed it was shiny and new back in 1992 | |
| It’s been a few since he had ‘im a year like that | |
| He ain’t got time to complain, | |
| Hay on the ground and it looks like rain and, | |
| Pray it ain’t like the twister that came back in ’88 and laid everything flat | |
| [Chorus] | |
| They take for granted for what he’s planted in that stubborn ground, | |
| But the cattle and the cotton know that they don’t know in town | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Makin’ easy living, | |
| Making easy living. |
| Some people say he' s a wealthy man | |
| But he built his house with his own two hands | |
| On a piece of land that' s as far as you can see | |
| They call him lucky, but they don' t know | |
| He' s up and running when the rooster crows | |
| And he' s still in the fields with his supper cold | |
| But if you ask me, | |
| Chorus: | |
| It' s a hard hard way to make your way | |
| In a world that don' t care what you pay, | |
| What you earn or what you take, | |
| Or how much you' re not giving | |
| Life' s a tough old road to hoe, | |
| Trust in God with the seeds you sow, | |
| And always know it' s a hard hard way of making easy living | |
| His flatbed it was shiny and new back in 1992 | |
| It' s been a few since he had ' im a year like that | |
| He ain' t got time to complain, | |
| Hay on the ground and it looks like rain and, | |
| Pray it ain' t like the twister that came back in ' 88 and laid everything flat | |
| Chorus | |
| They take for granted for what he' s planted in that stubborn ground, | |
| But the cattle and the cotton know that they don' t know in town | |
| Chorus | |
| Makin' easy living, | |
| Making easy living. |
| Some people say he' s a wealthy man | |
| But he built his house with his own two hands | |
| On a piece of land that' s as far as you can see | |
| They call him lucky, but they don' t know | |
| He' s up and running when the rooster crows | |
| And he' s still in the fields with his supper cold | |
| But if you ask me, | |
| Chorus: | |
| It' s a hard hard way to make your way | |
| In a world that don' t care what you pay, | |
| What you earn or what you take, | |
| Or how much you' re not giving | |
| Life' s a tough old road to hoe, | |
| Trust in God with the seeds you sow, | |
| And always know it' s a hard hard way of making easy living | |
| His flatbed it was shiny and new back in 1992 | |
| It' s been a few since he had ' im a year like that | |
| He ain' t got time to complain, | |
| Hay on the ground and it looks like rain and, | |
| Pray it ain' t like the twister that came back in ' 88 and laid everything flat | |
| Chorus | |
| They take for granted for what he' s planted in that stubborn ground, | |
| But the cattle and the cotton know that they don' t know in town | |
| Chorus | |
| Makin' easy living, | |
| Making easy living. |