American Aquarium - Tough Folks

Capo 2

C                 G            F         G
I'm caught in the shadows, the American South
C                 G          F         G
Somewhere between hypocrite and hallelujah
C        G         F              G
Six generations of barely gettin' by
C        G          F                 G
Six generations of hey, what's it to ya?

When the only thing harder than the work is the luck
The outcome's as hopeful as the evenin' news
And last November I saw firsthand
What desperation makes good people do

 F          G
Life ain't fair
C                           F
Saddle up, boy, and see it through
                  G
Tough times don't last
            C
Tough folks do


See I come from a long line of Carolina farmers
For years, tobacco was the answer
It kept the lights on and put food on the table
'Til the doctors started callin' it cancer

So we took to the hills of the Blue Ridge Mountains
With a harvest of corn and some copper line
And we found you can get a little slice of heaven
With some sugar yeast water and a whole lotta time

(Chorus)

Am               G           F                    C
Where I'm from a man's only worth the weight of his word and
Am            G                 C
Respect ain't handed out, it's earned
Am                G                   F                  C
I've been runnin' with my back to the wall for seventeen years now
Em          F                   G                
And if it's one thing that I've learned, it's ...

(Chorus)

Life ain't fair
Saddle up, saddle up
Life ain't fair
Saddle up, saddle up
Life ain't fair
Saddle up, boy, and see it through
Tough times don't last
But tough folks do
Tough times don't last
But tough folks do