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Hammer sings like a freight train cry
Knuckles bruised, but I still get by
Ten-hour days under rusted beams
Building other people's American dreams
Steel-toe boots with the leather torn
Shirtsleeves soaked from a Monday storm
Clock hands crawl, but the foreman's eyes
Always got a way to criticize
Got these steel-toe blues in my soul
Walking a line I can't control
Every nail I drive, every back I break
Just tryna hold on for my family's sake
Paycheck's short but the rent's come due
Ain't no mercy in the jobs we do
Heard a boy quit 'cause the pain got deep
I pray these calluses don't cost my sleep
Friday night lights in a diner glow
Where tired hearts and strong hands go
Raise a mug, talk about the scars
Sing the songs that know who we are
Got these steel-toe blues in my soul
Walking a line I can't control
Every nail I drive, every back I break
Just tryna hold on for my family's sake
The world don't see the miles in our eyes
The silent prayers, the compromise
But I'll keep lacing up these boots
'Cause that's what working people do
Got these steel-toe blues in my soul
Walking a line I can't control
Every nail I drive, every back I break
Just tryna hold on for my family's sake
Steel-toe boots by the old front door
I'll be back tomorrow, aching more