Backyard Lullaby

I'm not trying to complain
 I'm so thankful for what Igot
 I work my fingers to the bone, but these bills they never stop
 No matter how much overtime I get, it ain't quite enough
 The mortgage get's late, something breaks
 And that's when the times get tough
 And bad things come in threes
 But I wish that wasn't true
 'Cause I don't think I can take another after this one and two
 There's still a roof over our head and plenty of food to eat
 Clean clothes for both of the kids, socks and shoes on their feet
 And they got no idea, I'll never let them see me sweat
 I'll do what I got to do to make it right with no regrets
 And if my stress gets to high, then I'll take a step outside
 Embrace the sounds the nature makes in my backyard lullaby
 Listen to the crickets sing, the rattle of the dog chain
 Listen to the south-bound breeze just creeping through the trees
 And the creek of the weather vane
 Sitting in my lawn chair sending up a little prayer
 I need some answers tonight
 Turn my troubles down low, Lord soothe my soul
 One more time with the backyard lullaby
 Like every other working man, I go through trying times
 When responsibilities rain heavy on my mind
 And I just need to get away and take a walk outside
 I don't need no flashlight, I got stars and moonshine
 Then the breeze starts whistling, the whippoorwill start singing
 I love listening to forget the way I'm feeling
 'Cause sounds I hear at night, I don't notice in the day
 All the dogs barking loud like they got something to say
 Engines in the diesel trucks roaring down the highway
 I feel the bass beating in speakers a mile away
 If my tension starts to rise, I got to be outside
 That's the only place I can hear my backyard lullaby
 Listen to the crickets sing, the rattle of the dog chain
 Listen to the south-bound breeze just creeping through the trees
 And the creek of the weather vane
 Sitting in my lawn chair sending up a little prayer
 I need some answers tonight
 Turn my troubles down low, Lord, soothe my soul
 One more time with the backyard lullaby
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 Listen to the crickets sing, the rattle of the dog chain
 Listen to the south-bound breeze just creeping through the trees
 And the creek of the weather vane
 Sitting in my lawn chair sending up a little prayer
 I need some answers tonight
 Turn my troubles down low, Lord, soothe my soul
 One more time with the backyard lullaby