Grit, Grace and Balin’ Twine
They say there’s two kinds of folks...
the one’s that wear boots and the one’s that don’t.
I believe, Darlin’, you and me hold steady in the boot category.
Goodbye city life and 9 to 5 livin’
...our corporate meetins’ are held in our kitchen;
and you can’t beat our sweet retirement plan
...don’t get sick and work as long as you can.
This is how we hang and rattle; raisin’ our kids and raisin’ cattle.
Let loose on a Saturday night. Two-step under neon lights.
Our life’s a good kinda crazy, keep it together you and me baby...
‘cause the trick of the trade when life unwinds is grit, grace, and balin’ twine!They say to make it pay you gotta roll with the seasons.
Make do or do without, know when to sell and when to keep ‘em.
Our best insurance is in makin’ do...with duct tape, udder balm and superglue!
Give us this crazy life or nothin’ at all
...our American dream delivered with a drawl.
That’s right, ya’ll!
You be the header, I’ll be the heeler. You shuffle the deck, I’ll be the dealer.
I’ll be the yin, you be the yang. You be the boom and I’ll be the bang.
You mark the ear and I’ll burn the brand...take our chances, make our stand;
‘cause the trick of the trade when life unwinds is grit, grace, and balin’ twine.
Yeah, the trick of the trade when life unwinds
is grit, and grace, and mud, and dust
...we’ll work with the bank, but in God we trust ...and balin’ twine!