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The Hard Way

  1994

Growing up in the light of a lawyer ain’t no peaches and cream

Ten years plus of college trying to attain the America dream

I had a different direction I mind

Growing up proper all the stress on wrong and right

Put up your hair; don’t cross your legs and home no later than midnight

That lifestyle’s not for me, there had to be freedom somewhere

 

But I don’t think I turned out bad, I really think that I’m okay

Though I struggle to survive, Im just glad that Im alive

And I take it day to day

So don’t tell me what to do, you know I wont listen to you

Sometimes parents need to say, “it’s their life” and turn away

Be strong enough to say, “they’ll just have to learn the hard way”

 

So to get away from the constriction I ran off to join the Corps

Tried to find freedom in boot camp and signed my life away to four

Man what the hell was I thinking

It was, polish your boots, stand up straight and don’t look down

Don’t forget to salute, keep your hair in your hat, and be on time

But I wore my ribbons proud until the day that I got out

 

And I don’t think I turned out bad, I gave them everything I had

Though it’s not my cup of tea, no reason for the 3rd degree

I just need to make a change

Sir don’t tell me what to do, I’ve really heard enough of you

You say I’ll miss it when I’m gone, well I can tell you that you’re wrong

Is that all you have to say? Guess I’ll have to learn the hard way.

 

After 26 years I think I’ve learned to play the game

I’ve been battered, I’ve been bruised, and I’ve been left out in the rain

But I’ve learned a dance or two yeah

Fallen down, I’ve been torn apart; but I pick myself up, brush off, and restart

I’m back in school at night; somehow I know I’ll be all right

 

And I don’t think I’ll turn out bad, I think that I’ll turn out okay

I’ll just learn from my mistakes, do whatever it takes, to make things go my way

So don’t tell me what to do, you know I wont listen to you

Sometimes when I go astray, I just bow my head and pray, be strong enough to say

“I just have to learn the hard way”

    While this song is a small combination of myself and a mixture of my peers, nothing I have written could be more honest about my way of doing things. Sometimes I just need to figure it out on my own. 

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