Words & Music by Gayla & Jeff Borders. ©1994 Grayson Castle Songs/Sony-Tree Publishing Co., Inc.
(BMI/Southcastle Songs/Sony-cross Keys Publishing Co., Inc. (ASCAP).
Some find their solace in a bottle of gin some find it still better when their horse comes in
it’s a way to deal when life ain’t grand you just pack it up, hang your head, and fold your hands.
She worked all day long on a street named despair in a town with no pity, she was going nowhere
well funny how her heart, well it grew colder and colder with the weight of the world crashing down on her shoulder
but when the going gets tough and the tough are long gone..
Walk on, walk on, walk on, walk on, walk on, yeah.
You can take your words made of psycho-babble I don’t need no shrink to see my life’s unravelled
pay you a mountain of gold to candy-coat my lies I’m at the end of my rope, time I realise that when the going gets tough and the tough are long gone….
Well I know we ain’t seeing the best of times and I long stopped dreaming crazy dreams of mine but these days grow so long and my heart grows weak
and honey we ain’t living on no easy street but when the going gets tough and the tough are long gone its just You and me JESUS left to walk…..
Backing vocals Debra Mayo, Drums Nic Burrows