I watched my textbooks go up in flames,
Bonfire hot and dry on my face
We'll spread the ashes on the garden soil
Stalks will rise from the words of before
Our minds had slept in classrooms down the road
From where where our parents died of a fifty year workload
But there's new joy in writing for each other
And we'll learn on our own how to live with one another
I read their textbooks and they said nothing to me
I worked in their factories and they held nothing for me
What my friends taught me means everything to me
Their sincerity, a southern rock anthem for living
I threw my toolbelt on the factory floor
Quit my job and broke out the front doors
I walked the streets for a little ways,
The fresh air and the sun on my face
Now these hands are building something else,
A new life for my friends and myself
We're taking charge and working together;
We don't have much but we got each other
I read their textbooks and they said nothing to me
I worked in their factories and they held nothing for me
What my friends taught me means everything to me
Their sincerity, a southern rock anthem for living
I read their textbooks and they said nothing to me
I worked in their factories and they held nothing for me
What my friends taught me means everything to me
Their sincerity, a southern rock anthem for living