After The Storm

Paul Fox Cowboy

Composición de: Pablo Raposo
Ah grew up in Austin, y'all, where the Sun rises early
Workin' hard, with these hands of mine all calloused up
My granddaddy taught me how to tame horses and wrestle steers
He taught me to respect the land and my roots, y'hear?
I'm a country boy, through and through

We come from different places, man
But the struggle's the same, and the journey too
From the country to the city, life's a fight
But we ain't never givin' up, y'all

Yo, I grew up in the Bronx, where life's hard, ya know?
Tryna survive, with music in my DNA
My flow's fire, my voice is loud
I'm talkin' 'bout real life, not no fantasy, yo

We come from different places, man
But the struggle's the same, and the journey too
From the country to the city, life's a fight
But we ain't never givin' up, y'all

We're both warriors, one from the rodeo and one from the city streets
Got stories to tell 'bout struggle and perseverance
Days of glory and tough times, too
But we keep our heads held high, 'cause after the storm, comes the calm
Music's our weapon, to change our lives

We come from different places, man
But the struggle's the same, and the journey too
From the country to the city, life's a fight
But we ain't never givin' up, y'all
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