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The Workin' Kind

Sometimes they heal sometimes they hurt

They're calloused with scars they'll never lose

When times get tough,I fold them at church

Now there ain't much that they can't do

I love the feel of yours in mine

My hands, are the workin' kindThey got worn down soles and torn up leather

They're covered in dirt and clay

They're Roughed up and a barely held together

But they'll never walk away

A better pair I'll never find

Now my boots, are the workin' kindIf push comes to shove, my boots will stand their ground

My hands will always pull their weight

But when it comes to you and I, we're more than a 9 to 5

You know I'll do whatever it takes, to make this workWell I know that you've had your doubts

And we've seen our share of hard times

But I meant every word of my vows

If you look hard enough you'll find

A simple truth deep in my eyes

That my love, Is the workin kind

My love, Is the workin kind

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