The life you choose
Hillary Chapman, 2011

Got my hand on the tractor, the sun on my back
It ain’t rained in days but I’m doin’ what I can
To keep us here on our land

I want to believe there’ll be better times
Cause I still see the love in my granddad’s eyes
For this country way of life

Make no excuses to justify
The life I live and I hold my head high/Cause I know,
Life’s a / story that’s you write with your own hand
Good or bad / you gotta take a stand for you /And the life you choose

I got a flag up in the yard it’s wavin with pride
It says “my land’s not for sale at any price
‘cause it’s the story of my life

When I pour my body into bed every muscle hurts
My hand are dry and calloused with brown Texas dirt
But that’s an honest day’s work /

Your ain’t what someone did to you, it’s the life you choose