[Verse 1]
That old hardware store's got eight by tens
In black and white from way back when
Folks still rode their horses into town
See hard work and dirt on blurry faces
And in color ain't much changed
Them buildings might be leanin', oh but they ain't fallin' down
[Chorus]
This is a tough town
It's all blood, sweat, and tears
This is some tough ground
If it don't rain it don't grow here
We've been red, white, and blue collar, God and country all these years
If you see us turnin' up and burnin' down we earned it, son
This is a tough town
And this is a tough town
[Verse 2]
And we got outskirts full of old farmland
But there ain't a rock for sale
'Cause every inch has history to tell
Front porches full of rockin' chairs
Old folks and grandkids sittin' out
And that there's old school love
They're still holdin' calloused hands
That old hardware store's got eight by tens
In black and white from way back when
Folks still rode their horses into town
See hard work and dirt on blurry faces
And in color ain't much changed
Them buildings might be leanin', oh but they ain't fallin' down
[Chorus]
This is a tough town
It's all blood, sweat, and tears
This is some tough ground
If it don't rain it don't grow here
We've been red, white, and blue collar, God and country all these years
If you see us turnin' up and burnin' down we earned it, son
This is a tough town
And this is a tough town
[Verse 2]
And we got outskirts full of old farmland
But there ain't a rock for sale
'Cause every inch has history to tell
Front porches full of rockin' chairs
Old folks and grandkids sittin' out
And that there's old school love
They're still holdin' calloused hands
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