My name is jackson, i was named after my fatherI followed in his footsteps down here to this factoryAnd i ain't complainin', wouldn't waste my breath to botherThis work ain't hard, it's only borin' as can be
I married rebbecca back in seventy-sevenAnd i still love her and i guess she loves me tooWe go to church on sunday 'cause we want to go to heavenMe and my family, ain't that how you're supposed to do?
But i'm tired, lord i'm tiredLife is wearin' me smooth down to the boneNo rest for the weary, ya just move onAnd i'm tired
Only missed six days and nights of twenty years of workingMoney went to taxes and these bills i've paid on timeRaise i got six months ago don't meet the cost of livingSelling my body for these nickels and these dimes
The smell of becky's coffee rolled me out of bed this morningI showered and i shaved and dressed and pulled my work boots onWalked in the kitchen, and she was starin' out of the windowAnd the way she said good morningMade me ask, "is something wrong?"
She said, "i'm tired, i woke up tired"Life is wearin' me smooth down to the boneNo rest for the weary, ya just move onAnd i guess we'll just keep goin' till we're goneAnd i'm tired, lord, i'm tiredSaid, "i'm tired", lord, i'm tired