Tough People

A tornado tore through a Midwest town Wasn't nothin' in its path it didn't take down Except the Baptist church and a ball field Then they rebuilt Talk about tough people She was four years old when they got the news It was in her little lungs it was stage two Mama spent every night by her bed And daddy shaved his head Talk about tough people There were plenty of times she could've gave up But she didn't No, she fought like hell 'til she rang that bell in Memphis Oh there's a whole lotta bad in the world out there Oh and it's hard to keep goin' when it don't seem fair Keep on fighting when your back's against the wall Keep on getting back up when you fall Keep on keeping your head held high 'Cause I still believe Hard work pays off Good beats evil And tough times make tough people It's a single mom working two jobs a day And a farmer barely getting by needing rain It's a grandma waiting tables working through the pain It's a cop on a call running in gun drawn 'Cause a shooter's in a schoolhouse hallway Oh there's a whole lotta bad in the world out there Oh and it's hard to keep goin' when it don't seem fair Keep on fighting when your back's against the wall Keep on getting back up when you fall Keep on keeping your head held high 'Cause I still believe Hard work pays off Good beats evil And tough times make tough people Oh tough people Yeah He was dog tags, boots, and Army green Shipped off somewhere to keep us all free Came back in a box with a flag on it Hits home don't it Talk about tough people Man talk about some tough people Oh there's a whole lotta bad in the world out there Oh and it's hard to keep goin' when it don't seem fair But I still believe Hard work pays off Good beats evil And tough times make tough people Yeah sure makes some tough people