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I heard it the first time I skinned my knee Daddy said, "Don't be scared to bleed" Years later from a football coach Took a hit, couldn't quit It was fourth and goal We didn't win that game, but the lesson learned You gotta shake off them scrapes and burns When the world don't turn your way Sometimes all you can say Is rub a little dirt on it Shake the dust right outta your mind Let a cool breeze work on it Ya feel the healing comin' on right on time Crack a six-pack open Somewhere under an open sky When life gets a little hurt on it Get in the middle of nowhere And rub a little dirt on it Nothing knocks the cobwebs off your soul Like some spiderwire on a fishing pole It'll take your breath Takin' in a sunset from a flat bottom boat That heavy load lyin' on your chest Got your mind all twisted up in a mess Letras de cancionesWhen life scatters all your stuff Sometimes to clean it up You gotta rub a little dirt on it Shake the dust right outta your mind Let a cool breeze work on it Ya feel the healing comin' on right on time Crack a six-pack open Somewhere under an open sky When life gets a little hurt on it Get in the middle of nowhere And rub a little dirt on it Rub a little dirt on it Crack a six-pack open Somewhere under an open sky When life gets a little hurt on it Get in the middle of nowhere And rub a little dirt on it Yeah, rub a little dirt on it I heard it the first time I skinned my knee Daddy said, "Don't be scared to bleed" Yeah From Letras Mania