There were no silver spoons where I was born, Just blue collar parents weatherin’ the storm. Wouldn’t trade it. Nope. Not for anything, Just grateful for so, so many things. School was hard, so I stayed hidden, Kept my head down, away from the forbidden. Still somehow, I found my way It all works out in the end, heard Momma say. So don’t chase whatever’s out there trending, Don’t listen to all the noise that they’re sending. Hold fast to your beliefs, always unbending Stop pretending. You gotta write your own, Better ending. Work was hard, and I liked the responsibility, Even simple tasks held a quiet nobility. I never set out to rewrite all of history, I kinda like that life’s always a big mystery. Like I said, don’t chase what’s out there trending, Don’t listen to all the noise that they’re sending. Hold fast to your beliefs, always unbending Stop pretending. You gotta write your own, Better ending. Got me a great gal, a porch, and a swing, Quiet sunsets, in mountains where the birds sing. I never kill time, though I know it’s killin’ me. Still, can’t think of anywhere on earth I’d rather be. Yeah, don’t chase whatever’s out there trending, Don’t listen to all the noise that they’re sending. Hold fast to your beliefs, always unbending Stop pretending. You gotta write your own, Better ending. It’s where you’re standing, And if it ain’t, Stop pretending. Get out there now and write your own better ending. Write your own better ending.
