Flatland Sunrise

6AM drinkin' coffee black, watch the daylight break beneath a ball cap
Bet my luck on long shot ground and pray that the rain starts comin' down
And every summer it’s the same song, another fight for the underdog
Starin' at a flatland sunrise, wonderin' how we’re gonna get by
With every dust cloud rollin' in, bringin' the hard times back again
And we’ll break our backs, cut this land on the family name and two good hands
Chasin' the good life under a Midwest sky
Sometimes I stare at that risin' eye, and wonder if I’ll ever get mine
Got worn out boots and four bald tires, it’s a hell of a way to start an empire
And every Sunday it’s the same prayer, throwin' Hail Mary’s up in the air
Starin' at a flatland sunrise, wonderin' how we’re gonna get by
With every dust cloud rollin' in, bringin' the hard times back again
And we’ll break our backs, cut this land on the family name and two good hands
Chasin' the good life under a Midwest sky
And every summer is the same song, another fight for the underdog
Starin' at a flatland sunrise, wonderin' how we’re gonna get by
With every dust cloud rollin' in, bringin' the hard times back again
And we’ll break our backs, cut this land on the family name and two good hands
Chasin' the good life under a Midwest sky
And hopin' like hell that the good Lord’s on my side