Broke Songtext
von Dean Brody

Sixteen-hour days, overworked and underpaid
Was just a way of life for my old man′s old man
If there's one thing I′ve learned
What you make is what you earn
And you stick it out without sticking out your hand

Getting by on getting by, it ain't no joke
We got a name for things 'round here that don′t work
Broke

If we fell on hard times, oh, well, I′d spend my last dime
Making sure I kept my family fed
Yeah, but some old poor folks will choose
To blow it all on booze
And half the time it's that fool that ends up with half my cheque

Too much month at the end of your money
A day in the life of a man from the country
Breaking your back, and working your knuckles to the bone, bone, bone


We don′t live off another man's dollar
Just sweat and red dirt stained on a blue collar
Our 9-to-5 is a 5 to 9
All day long

Getting by on, getting by, it ain′t no joke, no
Yeah, we got a name for things round here that don't work
Broke

It ain′t much of a life when you live that life for free
Yeah, sitting 'round all-day, never sat quite right with me

Too much month at the end of your money
A day in the life of a man from the country
Breaking your back, and working your knuckles to the bone, bone, bone

Come on

We don't live off another man′s dollar
Just sweat and red dirt stained on a blue collar
Our 9-to-5 is a 5 to 9
All day long

Getting by on, getting by, it ain′t no joke, no
We got a name for things 'round here that don′t work
Broke

Broke