The Old Americana Band, David Devaul - Getting Through Life Lyrics

In the hollers of Kentucky
There's a man I call my friend
Seems like his job never ends

Yeah he works all day long
Loves his wife, his kids, his dogs
He's never met a stranger in his life

That's just the way you do it
Life is tough but you get through it
Count your blessings and you'll see that you're doing fine

Take your time, shake their hand
Look 'em in the eyes, yes sir, yes ma'am
Mind your manners and tell the truth
You gotta do what you go to do

Getting through life
Getting through life
It always pays to be kind
At the end of the day you'll be doing alright
Getting through life
Getting through life
It always pays to be kind
At the end of the day you'll be doing alright

My daddy did his best
Lord knows that momma tried
To teach this rambling man how to walk the line

And my mother told me son
Find a Sunday kind of love
A love that lasts past all the little fights

And that's just the way you do it
Life is tough but you get through it
Count your blessings and you'll see that you're doing fine

Take your time, shake their hand
Look 'em in the eyes, yes sir, yes ma'am
Mind your manners and tell the truth
You gotta do what you go to do

Getting through life
Getting through life
It always pays to be kind
At the end of the day you'll be doing alright
Getting through life
Getting through life
It always pays to be kind
At the end of the day you'll be doing alright
Getting through life

And that's just the way you do it
Life is tough but you get through it
Count your blessings and you'll see that you're doing fine

Take your time, shake their hand
Look 'em in the eyes, yes sir, yes ma'am
Mind your manners and tell the truth
You gotta do what you go to do

Getting through life
Getting through life
It always pays to be kind
At the end of the day you'll be doing alright
Getting through life
Just getting through life
It always pays to be kind
Getting through life