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Morgan Craig That S Why

I look at the miracles around me At the dream that I live and the gift that he gives I know he's up there, smiling down on me And I believe the only reason why

to find out what hard work's like It took that football coach in high school to make me tougher than the rest That first beer with my daddy to put that

tell yourself You're over it and someone else will take love's place And this is for the best You can lie in that bed In a stranger's arms reachin'

There's a picture of a covered bridge With water running under it Flowing through my mind, takes me back in time After haulin' hay all day We'd stop

, that's why I keep swinging this hammer Fight for each step that I take on this ladder Break my back for a slice of that American pie Yeah, that's why (That's why) Yeah, that

't like yeah that's why i keep swingin' that hammer fight for each step i take on that ladder break my back for a slice of that American pie that's why. Yeah that's why

polish I had a stash of summer cash From cleanin' pools and cuttin' grass Gave the man that coffee can and I bought it From the moment that I turned

To Find Out What Hard Work?S Like It Took That Football Coach In High School To Make Me Tougher Than The Rest And That First Beer With My Daddy To Put That

gray out of our hair, Sit and laugh and talk about all the things that we went through, I look forward to lookin' back with you. I can't believe Ali's