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Intro
There's an old John Deere under neath a tree
500 acres, my dad and me worked this land until we hurt
Trying to make a living out of plain old dirt
Well he didn't say nothin' when momma left
just kept his feelings to himself
His pride was hurt, his heart was broke
he sits and he rolls another smoke
Said Son, this is all I know and I guess it goes to show.. He said
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We were born to survive outback life, generations of toil and strife
We don't know any other way
When the sun beats down so damn hard
It's 40 degrees in the holding yard
Got a 303 and four wheel drive
Livin' out here we were born to survive... born to survive
Well a friend of mine named Willy Grace
held an auction at his old place
The crowd gathered at a quarter to three
And walked away with his memories
But something keeps him hanging on, even when all hope is gone
he'd say... [Repeat CHORUS] [INSTRUMENTAL]
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