Cost Of Life Lyrics | Tim Hicks

Curveballs, fastballs

Long shots, close calls

If ya in the game ya dang sure see it all

Lowest of lows, highest of highs

You'll taste the dirt, touch the sky

Ya dodge a few, take one or two on the jaw

That's the cost of life when you're goin' for broke

You stay on the grind like it ain't no joke

Make ya own bed, make ya own luck

Get knocked down, ya get right back up

Ya might find yourself goin' through hell

For a little bit of heaven down the road

That's the cost of life

When you're goin' for broke

To make it right, to prove 'em wrong

To dance your dance, to sing your songs

Gotta be tough, gotta be strong

There'll be sticks and there'll be stones

That's the cost of life when you're goin' for broke

You stay on the grind like it ain't no joke

Make ya own bed, make ya own luck

Get knocked down, ya get right back up

Ya might find yourself goin' through hell

For a little bit of heaven down the road

That's the cost of life

When you're goin' for broke

Go all in, all out

Burn down aroad less rode down

Keep ya headlights glory bound

Come on, come on, here we go now

That's the cost of life when you're goin' for broke

You stay on the grind like it ain't no joke

Make ya own bed, make ya own luck

Get knocked down, ya get right back up

Ya might find yourself goin' through hell

For a little bit of heaven down the road

That's the cost of life

When you're goin' for broke

When you're goin' for broke

When you're goin' for broke

That's the cost of life