������������To tell the truthIf you've gone from where you've goneTough like a skull from a pair of old little bootsWith a blue collar and a good attitudeLike a 38 meter brassTough like a skull from a grandpa's glassLast one to do what he doesShoulder as the good lord's of the boatCause look at diamonds shining in the roughToughToughToughGrandma's glassBorn to winToughToughTough
