Get It Get It - Dillon Francis

Wind on the fields blowin' your hair We were cold, we were cold, we were cold We were cold, hand to hold, hand to hold Come to the hill, got a nest to build String and grass, string and grass, string and grass String and grass, be the past, be the past Climb up to the clouds, tops of the trees Little road, little road, little road Little road, come and go, come and go River dam, lake fills up the land Skippin' stones, skippin' stones, skippin' stones Skippin' stones, build a home, build a home Cold outside, warm by the fire Get it wrong, get it wrong, get it wrong Get it right, get it right, get it righ

Oh, oh, oh, work 'til the work day ends Oh, oh, oh, get up and get it again Daddy, said the early bird gonna get the worm Food don't just fall on your plate Praying that the truck starts, praying that the rain falls Pray that your back don't break Get some mud on your Timb's And let 'em come clean in the river Then it's come on in And have a little beer with your dinner Work like a dog Sleep like a log Saddle up again in the morning Work like a dog Sleep like a log Get up and get it again Oh, oh, oh, work 'til the work day ends, yeah Oh, oh, oh, get up and get it again You chop down a corn row, store it in a silo Make a living off the land Call it country economics 'cause We keep a little profit stashed back in a coffee can Get some mud on your hands And let 'em come clean in the river Send a prayer to the Man And sip a little shine after dinner (skrt) Work like a dog Sleep like a log Saddle up again in the morning Work like a dog Sleep like a log Get up and get it again Oh, oh, oh, work 'til the work day ends, yeah Oh, oh, oh, get up and get it again It's all we know This dirt boy way of living Off that old dirt road when that rooster crows Yeah, we get up and get it Work like a dog Sleep like a log Saddle up again in the morning Work like a dog Sleep like a log Get up and get it again Oh, oh, oh, work 'til the work day ends, yeah Oh, oh, oh, get up and get it again

Strongest taste Loudest drop Head is filled The thought, unlocked Strongest taste Loudest drop Head is filled The thought, unlocked Strongest taste Loudest drop Head is filled The thought, unlocked Strongest taste Loudest drop Head is filled You'd be thirteen I'd be thirty-five Gone to find a place for us to hide Be together, but alone As the need for it has grown You'd be thirteen I'd be thirty-five Gone to find a place for us to hide Be together, but alone As the need for it has grown, yeah Cha cha, cha cha, cha cha Cha cha, cha cha A cave or a shed A car or a bed A hole in the ground Or a burial mound A bush or a tree Or the aegean sea, will do for me Cha cha, cha cha, cha cha Cha cha, cha cha, ha I can say that you look pretty You turn my legs into spaghetti You set my heart on fire For you I found a vent In the bottom of a coal mine Just enough space for your hands in the inside If you go Do let me know You'd be thirteen I'd be thirty-five Gone to find a place for us to hide A den or a dessert Perhaps an ink squirt A cellar, a wishing well, a war Or a guarantee will do for me For you I found a cell On the top floor of a prison Just enough space for you to fit your feet in If you go Do let me know For you I found a cell On the top floor of a prison Just enough space for you to fit your feet in If you go Please let me know I go running with a heart on fire I go running with a heart on fire I go running with a heart on fire I go running with a heart on fire I go running with a heart on fire I go running with a heart on fire I go running with a heart on fire