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These little teenage kids Gettin' brand trucks for their 16th birthday Back in my hometown growing up It sure as hell wasn't that way I got an 82' Ford with headliner saggin' Dad told me it was to keep me from bragging Had to earn it all to appreciate How far I've come and what I am today And I earned every hole in my old blue jeans Busted my ass on a John Deere Green Put every dollar I had in the bank On a little ol' house that just needed some paint And I still turn around when I pull out the drive If only to look at it one last time When it falls in your lap it just don't mean the same So to hell with the easy way There was a kid in school Who's daddy was a big ol' corporate wig He ran half the town and then he gave his boy the gig Well I drove a forklift and minded my own Graveyard shift makin' less than I owe Well he went to jail for stealing company cash But I made it honest 'cause I busted my ass Letras de cancionesAnd I earned every hole in my old blue jeans Busted my ass on a John Deere Green Put every dollar I had in the bank On a little ol' house that just needed some paint And I still turn around when I pull out the drive If only to look at it one last time When it falls in your lap it just don't mean the same So to hell with the easy way I've learned good things take some waitin' But that waitin' gives you grit If there's such a thing as Easy Street I want no part of it Because I earned every hole in my old blue jeans Busted my ass on a John Deere Green Put every dollar I had in the bank On a little ol' house that just needed some paint And I still turn around when I pull out the drive If only to look at it one last time When it falls in your lap it just don't mean the same So to hell with the easy way Ah, the hell with the easy way I ain't after the easy way From Letras Mania