Sail to you I sail to you Now there is this place With so much space It's at the bottom of the world So it lay unspoiled Wind and rain, hurricane And the black man reigned Till the white man came

I'll take it up an elevation I'll stand on the highest peak You'll never doubt my dedication I'm here 'til eternity Every time you order me I'm gonna show you who I work for With you, it's like I'm on vacation I'm right where I want to be You'll never

I can make it better Girl if it works, it's gon' be forever Our problems and the pain (pain) I can tell just by your face And I know there's no replacing What we had going on for so long But when it hurts We been through the worst Made it through the

She knows her roots and works hard for her money Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred Now she loves her mom and daddy and the Lord to death Just actin' and sittin' playin' hard to get With the girls tonight man they're out on the town Grits

I'll be fine I'll be fine, fine, fine If it just ain't right, and it's time to say goodbye Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine 'Cause when it all falls down, then whatever When it don't work out for the better When it all falls down, when it all falls down

I work hard every motherfuckin' day-ay-ay-ay I work hard, I work hard every day-ay-ay-ay, yeah But today is my day, it's my day And no matter what they say, it's my day La-la-la-la-la-la, yeah, yeah Roll up to the spot, feelin' real good Think you gon'

Silent night for the rest of my life Whisper, whisper don't make a sound Your bed is made it's in the ground Hold your breath and count to four Pinky swears don't work no more I was alive but now I'm singing Silent knight at the edge of your knife Won't

Fast falls the eventide, it’s Friday night And I’ve only got to work until the day I’ve got a message to send back home Saying, Mama, I just had to be away Saying, Mama, sorry I had to leave Mama, sorry I had to leave I have to work another night shift I

Paycheck, won't you take my blues away? Yeah, I've been waiting on you since Monday And it's work, work, work And I need a break Won't you take my blues away? Straight from the bank to the honky-tonk Burning a hole I'm gonna spend it, yeah 'Cause I

Like a workhorse stands for miles Work for you and never get tired Roll 'em up it's time to go Slaved into brittle and worked for days Only thing that paves your stay Look behind you see what you've made We'll be back before it's too long Shaved into