Woke up, cold morning
Farmer John's, out job hunting
Farm is talking, wind blowing
Old tree's that keep on growing
Torn pants, old shoes
John would smile right through the blues
Cold feet, wet cotton
Too poor for window shopping
Hold your head up, through the hardest times
Never give up; don't lose your mind
You will survive
Hard times keep coming
Laid off, no money
She say's stay strong
Words that help him to move on
Wet feet keep running
This dark cloud it keeps on coming
Hard luck, will change
Sometimes we deserve a break
Living day by day, this reality
When the seasons change, so do we
This life, too short
More reason to do our part
Sometimes our pain
Hurts so bad but we remain
Our life each page
More to write every day
Hard times bad news
Don't forget Jade still love's you too
Hold your head up, through the hardest times
Never give up; don't lose your mind
You will survive