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The harder you work, the luckier you get The more you get done, boy, the less you'll regret Write it down so you never forget The harder you work, the luckier you get The harder you work, the luckier you get When I turned thirteen, my old man sat me down He said, "Boy, there's only two ways out of this town A Greyhound bus that's boot camp-bound Or put your nose is a book and keep your ear to the ground" "The harder you work, the luckier you get The more you get done, boy, the less you'll regret Write it down so you never forget The harder you work, the luckier you get" So I set off to college, but it weren't for me So I bought a guitar and started playin' for free Wrote a couple hundred bad ones 'til I had two or three That I thought were good enough folks might pay me to sing The harder you work, the luckier you get The more you get done, boy, the less you'll regret Write it down so you never forget The harder you work, the luckier you get The harder you work, the luckier you get Letras de canciones I've heard far less "Yes"s than I have "No"s Seen far less highs than I have lows I'd rather get to the top steady and slow Than end up there too fast with nowhere to go The harder you work, the luckier you get The more you get done, boy, the less you'll regret Write it down so you never forget The harder you work, the luckier you get The harder you work, the luckier you get The harder you work, the luckier you get The more you get done, boy, the less you'll regret Write it down so you never forget The harder you work, the luckier you get The harder you work, the luckier you get From Letras Mania