We're going real fast and real left, son
Let's go
How we doin' in Detroit this evening?
Thank you guys so much for being here, we love you so much
Hey there, darlin', won't you love me down?
I'm fifty-one miles out in interstate town
I just decided I ain't keepin' quiet and I'm free
Lost my family to a bad disease
I got a mean, mean gene in my family tree
That grows in grandfather and his daughters and me, you see
And I wanna stay humble, I wanna stay hungry
I wanna hear my father say that he loves me
Never gave a shit about being arrogant anyway
If y'all with us
Hold on tight
'Cause I'll be working overtime
They told me that I couldn't and I shouldn't even try
Ever since I was a child, been workin' for a while, overtime
They told me I was a wannabe cowboy from a cutthroat town
With tattooed skin, nobody around
Your songs sound the same, you'll never make a name for yourself
But I've been scrapin' by my whole damn life
And granddaddy worked a double 'til the day he died
Said, never let this worlds earthly pride get you down
No matter who you know, no matter what you do
I'll become what I deserve when it's all through
And you'll be there asking yourself why
So hold on tight
'Cause we'll be working overtime
They told me that I couldn't and I shouldn't even try
Ever since I was a child, been workin' for a while, overtime
You feeling good in Detroit this evening?
Hold on tight
'Cause I'll be working overtime
They told me that I couldn't and I shouldn't even try
Ever since I was a child, been workin' for a while, overtime