Текст песни Elvis - Drake White

Tough as a pine knot
Hard as a nail
Just give me one shot
And I'll give her hell
I've been beat down
Pushed around
But I ain't had enough

Well, there's holes on this roadway
And they make me swerve
But I don't mind, no
I got the nerve
To hang on for dear life
Even when the rides a bit rough

Yes, you'll do what you do
'Til you can't no more
We could break up
Or break down the door
It's a calloused hand
Crazy plan man
That makes that history
Rome wasn't built in no day
And Elvis wasn't born the king

I know broken
But I can fix anything
Life's a tornado
It ain't a breeze
It blows me around
But someday I'll land on my feet

No, I ain't praying for no bed of roses
Just the strength to
Get to where I'm going
I pray that my angels can
Can keep up with me, yeah

'Cause you'll do what you do
'Til you can't no more
You can wait for a break
Or break down the door
It's a calloused hand
Crazy plan man
That makes that history
Rome wasn't built in no day
And Elvis wasn't born the king

Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, whoa
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Tough as a pine knot
Hard as a nail

Yes, you'll do what you do
'Til you can't no more
You can wait for a break
Or break down the door
It's a calloused hand
Crazy plan man
That makes that history, yeah
Rome wasn't built in no day
Elvis wasn't born the king

Rome wasn't built in no day
And Elvis wasn't born the king, yaow!