Tired歌词

My name is Jackson

I was named after my father

I followed in his footsteps

Down here to this factory

And I ain't complainin'

Wouldn't waste my breath to bother

This work ain't hard

It's only borin' as can be

I married Rebbecca back in seventy-seven

And I still love her

And I guess she loves me too

We go to church on Sunday

'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

And I'm tired

Only missed six days and nights

Of twenty years of working

Money went to taxes

And these bills I've paid on time

Raise I got six 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 I shaved and dressed

And pulled my work boots on

Walked in the kitchen

And she was starin' out of the window

And the way she said good morning

Made me ask ＂Is something wrong ＂

She said ＂I'm tired I woke up tired＂

Life is wearin' me smooth down to the bone

No rest for the weary

Ya just move on

And I guess we'll just keep goin' till we're gone

And I'm tired Lord I'm tired

Said ＂I'm tired＂

Lord I'm tired