Lynyrd Skynyrd

(gary rossington, johnny van-zant, ed king, donnie van zant)
Theres an old man sittin on a front porch now
Talkin bout how it used to be
When I was young I was a hell of a man
My father died when I was ten
I hit the road to find a job
Had to feed my family
Times were hard my hands are still scarred
From the life Ive had to lead
I was born to run
Drove a tractor and trailer all my life
Six kids and a hell of a wife
Made lots of money it all slipped away
A large family thats the price you pay
I always dreamed never gave up
Son, even when times got tough
Thats when Id push it a little bit more
You shouldve heard that engine roar
(chorus)
I was born to run