Tired Lyrics

Tired lyrics

(Toby Keith/Chuck Cannon)

 

 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