Kyle O'Brien - Wish I Was Tougher

Headed up North with two-hundred head
Working for a boss who's better off dead
Push us so hard it's a hell of a plight
From the break of dawn till stars at night
Riding in the saddle till I'm bone raw
Haven't been paid since way last fall
Staring at the bank it runs through my head
How's a poor boy to live, when he has no bread?
I only wish I was tougher, and rougher
Wish I had a gun I'd make a man suffer
You grab the cash I got your cover
Think I got a plan to get us out of here brother
It's a goddamn sin, the position we're in
treated like dogs, never treated like men
well I'm making a stand I got a gun in my hand
It's a desperate plan but I think I can
Holding us down, always pushin' you round'
I can't smoke away the ache in my head poundin'
I'm outta my mind, you say we're out of time
And this is no joke, I'm so broke I might have to hurt someone
I only wish I was tougher and rougher
Wish I had a gun I'd make a man suffer
You grab the cash I got your cover
Think I got a plan to get us out of here brother
We were doing alright, second bank for the night
Some do-good Johnny thought he'd put up a fight
I fought back and you ran, that's when shit hit the fan
this ain't part of the plan, I got blood on my hands
Now I'm hunkerin' down, just out of town
I'm gonna die soon if I can't stop my bleedin'
blood on the ground, and I'm prison bound
And I still hear the sound of my partner sayin'
I only wish I was rougher, wish I was tougher
Wish I had a gun, I'd make a man suffer
You grab the cash I got your cover
I think I got a plan
I only wish I was rougher, and tougher
Wish I had a gun I'd make a man suffer
You grab the cash I got your cover
Think I got a plan
I think I got a plan
To get us out of here brother

Written by:
Chance McCoy, Kyle O'Brien

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