Lyrics Tough Folks - American Aquarium
I'm
caught
in
the
shadows,
the
American
South
Somewhere
between
hypocrite
and
hallelujah
Six
generations
of
barely
gettin'
by
Six
generations
of
hate,
what's
it
to
ya?
When
the
only
thing
harder
than
the
work
is
the
luck
The
outcome's
as
hopeful
as
the
evenin'
news
And
last
November
I
saw
firsthand
What
desperation
makes
good
people
do
Life
ain't
fair
Saddle
up,
boy,
and
see
it
through
Tough
times
don't
last
Tough
folks
do
See
I
come
from
a
long
line
of
Carolina
farmers
For
years,
tobacco
was
the
answer
It
kept
the
lights
on
and
put
food
on
the
table
'Til
the
doctors
started
callin'
it
cancer
So
we
took
to
the
hills
of
the
Blue
Ridge
Mountains
With
a
harvest
of
corn
and
some
copper
line
And
we
found
you
can
get
a
little
slice
of
heaven
With
some
sugar
yeast
water
and
a
whole
lotta
time
Life
ain't
fair
Saddle
up,
boy,
and
see
it
through
Tough
times
don't
last
But
tough
folks
do
Where
I'm
from
a
man's
only
worth
the
weight
of
his
word
and
Respect
ain't
handed
out,
it's
earned
I've
been
runnin'
with
my
back
to
the
wall
for
seventeen
years
now
And
if
it's
one
thing
that
I've
learned,
it's
...
Life
ain't
fair
Saddle
up,
boy,
and
see
it
through
Tough
times
don't
last
But
tough
folks
do
Life
ain't
fair
Saddle
up,
saddle
up
Life
ain't
fair
Saddle
up,
saddle
up
Life
ain't
fair
Saddle
up,
boy,
and
see
it
through
Tough
times
don't
last
But
tough
folks
do
Tough
times
don't
last
But
tough
folks
do
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