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(toby keith/chuck cannon)

my name is jackson, i was named after my father
followed in his footsteps, down here to this factory
i ain´t complainin´, wouldn´t waste my breath to bother
this work ain´t hard, it´s only borin´ as can be

married rebecca back in seventy-seven
i still love her and i guess she loves me too
we go to church on sundays ´cause we want to go to heaven
me and my family, ain´t that how you´re supposed to do

but i´m tired, lord i´m tired
life is wearin´ me smooth down to the bone
no rest for the weary, ya just move on
tired, lord i´m tired

i´ve only missed six days in nigh on twenty years o´ work
the money went to taxes and these bills i´ve paid on time
the raise i got two months ago don´t meet the cost o´ living
selling my body for these nickels and these dimes

the smell of becky´s coffee rolled me out of bed this morning
i showered and shaved and dressed and pulled my work boots on
walked in the kitchen, she was starin´ out the window
the way she said good morning made me ask is something wrong
she said i´m tired, woke up tired
life is wearin´ me smooth down to the bone
no rest for the weary, ya just move on
i guess you just keep goin´ till your gone
tired, lord i´m tired
tired, lord i´m tired