"Story Of The Hired Hand" lyrics

Well, he drives a beat up duelly truck, that's seen it's better days
Nearly every mile he's put on that rig, hauled at least a bale of hay
His hands are worn and tattered, knees are shot his back is sore
From the years of busting horses and time spent in the rodeo

Now he's tender to his caring wife, playful with his kids
Does his best to do what's right, simple life to live
He's had his share of hard times but the good outweighs the bad
The lines on his face tell the history, of the life he's had

This ranch well it ain't his, he's just the man for hire
When the job called for an expert, a cowboy's what they require
Started here as a young man, stacking hay and stretching barb wire
The boss could tell from the get-go, he's the man for hire

No man I know is stronger, to this life he was born
Given not much to work with, as he shoulders through the storm
The world owes him no favors, he rarely asks for help
He'll blaze his own trail, along the way he'll figure it out

Now this ranch well it ain't his, he's just the man for hire
When the job calls for an expert, cowboy's what they require
Started here as a young man, stacking hay and stretching barb wire
Boss could tell from the get-go, he's the man for hire

Now he'd like to know what's over the hill, he's got things to do
If you see him standing still, he's just thinking it all through
Paints a pretty good picture, of the hard-working man
The way of life for a cowboy, story of a hired hand

Now this ranch well it ain't his, he's just the man for hire
When the job calls for an expert, cowboy's what they require
Started here as a young man, stacking hay and stretching barb wire
The boss could tell from the get-go, he's the man for hire

Now there's a silhouette of him on horseback, set in picture frames
Hanging on walls in cafes, no one knows his name