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Was a smoke filled room, was a Friday night Talkinâ to a sweet thing and having me a good time Went through that door, big Jim walked in Heâd been pushing me around since we was kids Well, I lowered my hat as he came toward me I heard him say, hey you, but never saw him swing Well, he knocked me down on that nasty floor But something felt different than the times before âCause I got back up like my daddy taught Lifeâs gonna hurt you but you brush it off Well, now you canât quit, you gotta fight back, son When you find yourself on the ground, you gotta get back up I worked ten long years in a deep coal mine Until the roof caved in and it broke my spine They put me in a chair and the doctor said "I hate to tell you, son, you ainât gonna walk again" So I closed my eyes and I prayed to the Lord And then a fire ran through me on that moment before Well, I got back up like my daddy taught Lifeâs gonna hurt you but you brush it off Well, now you canât quit, you gotta fight back, son When you find yourself on the ground, you gotta get back up When my time comes and they lay me down In an old pine box in the cold, cold ground I wonât rest in peace too long before Heaven calls my name and my spirit soars And Iâll get back up when that trumpet sounds Now there ainât no grave gonna hold me down Iâll meet my father when that day comes And itâs all because and itâs all because I got back up |