| Song Length |
3:13 |
Genre |
Country - Americana |
Lyrics
I live my life with simple things
Cant buy you pearls or diamond rings
I've got love, I hope that's enough
To get us through, these times are tough
I pay my debts and make my wage
And than each night I turn the page
No more wondering what might be
This is our fate it's our destiny
You can tell me what's on your mind
Believe me honey I've got the time
I've got dreams and so do you
But I work here at Crescent tool
Sometimes life it brings me down
And I get tired of this one horse town
There's no way to break these chains
I've got no money, wealth or fame
Some things in life I don't understand
But your my woman and I'm your man
I try to live by the Golden Rule
While I work here at Crescent Tool
You're like a window to my soul
All you have is mine, and I all I have is yours
At the end of the day all that I can say
Is that I take pride in what these hands have made
I work hard to pay then bills
And when I'm done, walk up Swede hill
To be with you the one I love
I give thanks to God above
I was meant for this life, but its ok
I wouldn't have it any other way
Like my Dad and Grandpa too
I work here at Crescent Tool
Some might say that I'm fool
But I like working at Crescent tool