Verse 1 Guess you’d say I had a hand-me-down life Rusted tin-roof shanty, Coleman lantern for light Mama’s garden fed us, Daddy chased work anywhere Even our blessings came with burdens to bear Learned to stretch nickels into dimes And feet that don’t move ain’t never gonna climb… CH Ya can’t choose the cards you’re dealt A bad draw don’t mean you’re doomed Ain’t about the hand you’re holdin’ It’s what you turn that hand into No shortcuts in this life A little bit’a grit’s gonna get ya through Dreams are born from hopes and wishes Yeah, you can turn rust to riches… Verse 2 Came home reekin’ of burger grease Small price to pay for bigger dreams Payday came, I squirreled away every penny Took every extra shift they’d give me Piece by piece, my dreams took hold And I bought a little place on a gravel road CH Ya can’t choose the cards you’re dealt A bad draw don’t mean you’re doomed Ain’t about the hand you’re holdin’ It’s what you turn that hand into No shortcuts in this life A little bit’a grit’s gonna get ya through Dreams are born from hopes and wishes Yeah, you can turn rust to riches… BRIDGE Well I'm proud of that hand-me-down life Those roots, they stretch deep That’s where I learned ya can’t chase a dream… If you ain’t movin’ your feet… CH Ya can’t choose the cards you’re dealt A bad draw don’t mean you’re doomed Ain’t about the hand you’re holdin’ It’s what you turn that hand into No shortcuts in this life A little bit’a grit’s gonna get ya through Dreams are born from hopes and wishes Yeah, you can turn rust to riches… Outro You can turn rust to riches… Hmmmm… Rust to riches…
