The air was cold, oh, and the money was tight I clung to her body that night pretending I was in love See I been told that this kind of living aint right but it becomes hard to fight when it fits like a glove
And I'm tired of dodging blows under the table I can't do what I been told, living young but growing old
And I say, I'm just holding on for my survival And I can't ever seem to just let it be My wheels keep rollin' on even though my money's gone Well, Imma go home and pray for the revival
See my father was made straight from the salt of the earth He taught me bout a dollar bills worth, he thought me how to survive Cain't be a slave, losing my life to my work Aint easy and I know it's gon hurt, but it keeps me alive
Said, I think it's time for me to go while I'm still able I can't do what I been told, living young but growing old
And I say, I'm just holding on for my survival And I can't ever seem to just let it be My wheels keep rollin' on even though my money's gone Well, Imma go home and pray for the revival Imma go home and pray for the revival
So, I'm just holding on for my survival And I can't ever seem to just let it be My wheels keep rollin' on even though my money's gone Well, Imma go home and pray for the revival Yeah, Imma go home and pray for the revivalTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
