Capo 3
My alarm goes off early, Can t afford to be late.
If I don t get a move on then i won t get paid.
So i throw back those covers and get my butt out of bed.
Its still dark when im leavin so i let my lady sleep.
I know her and them babies are countin on me
To put food on the table and keep this roof over our head.
Chorus
Yeah, that s why i get crackin in the mornin
Fight all that traffic on I-40
Punch a clock at a job for a boss that i don t like
Yeah that s why i keep swingin that hammer
Fight for each step i take on that ladder
Break my back for a slice of that American pie
Yeah, that s why.
Well, I wear a hard hat, steel-toed boots, and leather gloves
And my office is the front seat of a four-door truck
Decorated with crayon drawn pictures all taped to the dash
And our junior pro football starts here in July
There ll be shoulder pads, jerseys, and new cleats to buy
And my wifes had her eye on some earrings i d sure like her to have
Yeah i would..
Chorus
Yeah, that s why i get crackin in the mornin
Fight all that traffic on I-40
Punch a clock at a job for a boss that i don t like
Yeah that s why i keep swingin that hammer
Fight for each step i take on that ladder
Break my back for a slice of that American pie
Yeah, that s why.
They want cell phones, laptops, ballet shoes, and dresses
Xbox, Ipods and rock n roll drum lessons
But, that s why i get crackin in the mornin
Fight all that traffic on I-40
Punch a clock at a job for a boss that i don t like
Yeah that s why i keep swingin this hammer
Fight for each step i take on this ladder
Break my back for a slice of that American pie
Yeah, that s why.
Yeah, that s why
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