Lynyrd Skynyrd - Nothing Comes Easy

Oh another hot cup of coffee, i’m up at 5 am
These old worn out workin’ boots look like these beat up hands
But I get up and I do it, because people depend on me
Tryin’ to keep my faith in this American dream
Paychecks goin’ down
Prices are goin’ up
Takes most of my money just to fill my pick-up truck

Nothin’ comes easy, tryin’ to feed my family
Nothin’ comes easy, for a workin’ class like me
I’ve been doin’ time on the line, listen you don’t understand
Nothin’ comes easy
Nothin’ comes easy

Let’s put back the pieces to this broken promised land
All this crazy spending, I don’t understand
Politicians preachin’, but it don’t never change
Same ol’ lines and bullshit, might as well flush it all down the drain!
Nobody wants to say it, but I'm gonna speak my mind
We’re all in this together but we’re running out of time!

Nothin’ comes easy, tryin’ to feed my family
Nothin’ comes easy, for a workin’ class like me
I’ve been doin’ time on the line, listen you don’t understand
Nothin’ comes easy

Not for a man like me
Yeah when your back’s up against the wall
And the wolf’s knocking at your door
Listen Mr. President we can't take it anymore

Nothin’ comes easy, tryin’ to feed my family
Nothin’ comes easy, for a workin’ class like me
I’ve been out here puttin’ it on the line, listen you don’t understand
Nothin’ comes easy

It ain’t easy, for a workin’ class like me
Nothin’ comes easy, tryin’ to feed my family
I’ve been out here puttin’ it on the line, listen you don’t understand
Nothin’ comes easy easy
Nothing comes easy

Written by:
JOHNNY ROY VAN ZANT, R ROSSINGTON GARY, RICKEY LYNN MEDLOCK, TOM HAMBRIDGE

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