Fit Against The Country - Horse Feathers
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Cold weather comes with an ache In our knees. Our hands have got the shakes I swear our back is about to break We won't howl out or cry We know we'll fail, but we've tried In the middle of nothing asking why Chorus: Every night we all go to the house we'll never own Every night we are tired, we've been worked to the bone Nearly every day, we earn a lower wage So tell you what we were made of, or just what we were paid It's a hard country we made Here we are, far beyond our means Learning how to trade love for things It's a debt we can't pay What kind of life's lived this way. They see your hand, they pass Telling us we all still pray Nearly every day it was darker kind of gray The color we all knew best was, the deepest shade of red Chorus: Every night we all go to the house we'll never own Every night we are tired, we've been worked to the bone Nearly every day, we earn a lower wage So tell you what we were made of, or just what we were paid It's a hard country we made We won't howl out or cry We know we'll fail, but we've tried What kind of lives live this way? They see your hand, they pass
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