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
I`ve only missed six days in nigh on twenty years o` work 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 o` 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 wearin` me smooth down to the bone No rest for the weary, ya just move on I guess you just keep goin` till your gone Tired, Lord I`m tired Tired, Lord I`m tired
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