Lynyrd Skynyrd lyrics

This is a story about living A tale of a long, hard road Ain't whole lotta misgivens Of things I that I thought I sold My daddy was a real hard worker He said son there will come a day Talking always cheap Heres what daddy had to say (Chorus) With these hands I've made my livin' With these hands I've held a child With these hands I've climbed a mountain Sometimes we forget, we ain't much different at all -- We like the grits, you like the apple Ain't nothing wrong with that We say ya'll, you say you's It depends where your at Well, a little bit of music is a whole lotta fun, and its always good for the soul From New York City down to California Ya' know it's only rock'n'roll (Chorus) With these hands we've come together With these hands we can change the world With these hands I play my music Sometimes we forget, we ain't much different at all Oh not at all -- So what I'm trying to tell Is that I'm only one son of the south And its gonna take more than me and you To work this whole thing out (Chorus) With these hands I've made my livin' With these hands I've held a child With these hands I've climbed a mountain Sometimes we forget, oh With these hands we've come together With these hands we can change the world With these hands I play my music Sometimes we forget, we aint much different We ain't much different Ain't much different Ain't much different At all Get This Ringtone

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