Tough Town - Brantley Gilbert

That old hardware store’s got eight by tens

In black and white from way back when

Folks still rode their horses into town

See hard work and dirt on blurry faces

And in color ain’t much changed

Them buildings might be leanin', oh but they ain’t fallin' down

This is a tough town

It’s all blood, sweat, and tears

This is some tough ground

If it don’t rain it don’t grow here

We’ve been red, white, and blue collar, God and country all these years

If you see us turnin' up and burnin' down we earned it, son

This is a tough town

And this is a tough town

And we got outskirts full of old farmland

But there ain’t a rock for sale

'Cause every inch has history to tell

Front porches full of rockin' chairs

Old folks and grandkids sittin' there

And that there’s old school love

They’re still holdin' calloused hands

This is a tough town

It’s all blood, sweat, and tears

This is some tough ground

If it don’t rain it don’t grow here

We’ve been red, white, and blue collar, God and country all these years

If you see us turnin' up and burnin' down we earned it, son

This is a tough town

And this is a tough town

We know all about the grapevine

Some folks love to talk

But if you want some of one of us

Just know you got us all

This is a tough town

Yeah boy, this is a tough town

Hell yeah, this is a tough town

It’s all blood, sweat, and tears

This is some tough ground

If it don’t rain it don’t grow here

We’ve been red, white, and blue collar, God and country all these years

If you see us turnin' up and burnin' down we earned it, son

This is a tough town

And this is a tough town

This is a tough town

This is a tough ass town