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Backstory:

Written as an anthem song for all those who do what you gotta do whether it be a farmer or a single mother.                                                                         

Lyrics:

                                                  
Is there anyone listnin’ who hadn't thought about quittin’        
And runnin’ away        
Is there anyone here who hadn’t feared 
What’s comin’ next day   
Is there anyone who hadn’t felt like a fool
And asked yourself what am I gonna do

      You gotta reach way down
      Ride those feelin’s out
      For your family, faith and freedom
      You work hard to hold onto
      Do what you gotta do

A single mom in the city or a farm in Mississippi
Some roads run uphill
You make your own breaks and your own mistakes
Doin’ what you feel
After more than a few walls ran into
You tell yourself to hell with the rules

      You gotta reach way down
      Ride those feelin’s out
      For your family, faith and freedom
      You work hard to hold onto
      Do what you gotta do

      Dead tired you wanna stop, don’t wanna go another round
      But without a second thought, you drop that plow back in the ground

      You gotta reach way down
      Ride those feelin’s out
      For your family, faith and freedom
      You work hard to hold onto
      For your family, faith and freedom
      Make no excuse
      Do what you gotta do
      Do what you gotta do