Going to Work

[Verse] Sun peeks through the window, rooster crows at dawn, Got my boots on tight, coffee brewing strong. Tractor's in the barn, waiting on the day, Another endless cycle, but we make our way. [Verse 2] Fields stretch out for miles, green and gold as far as eyes can see, Wrangling up them cattle, you and me. Simple life on this land, where we plant and we pray, We work these hands to shadows at the end of the day. [Chorus] Going to work, in the early light, Sweat and toil, 'neath the stars so bright. Morning air, whispers of dreams, In the heart of the country, we’re living our means. [Verse 3] Lunch ain't but a break, 'neath that old oak tree, Talking 'bout the weather, laughing free. Children in the distance, playin' near the creek, Gives us hope, a future to seek. [Bridge] And when the evening comes, and the cows are fed, We sit on the porch, what more can be said? With the fireflies dancing in the cool night air, We count our blessings, no troubles we bear. [Chorus] Going to work, in the early light, Sweat and toil, 'neath the stars so bright. Morning air, whispers of dreams, In the heart of the country, we’re living our means.