We Aint Much Different — текст песни (Lynyrd Skynyrd)

(gary rossington -- johnny vanzant -- hughie thomasson -- rickey medlocke -- mike estes)



This is a story bout livin

A tale of a long hard road

Aint a whole lot of misgivins

Of the things that I thought I sowed

My daddy was a real hard worker

He said son there will come a day

Talk aint always cheap

And heres what daddy had to say

With these hands Ive made my livin

With these hands Ive held a child

With these hands Ive climbed a mountain

Sometimes we forget

We aint much different at all



He likes grits, you like the apple

There aint nothin wrong with that

He says yall, you say youse

It all depends on where youre at

Well a little bit of music is a whole lot of fun

And its always good for the soul

From new york city out to california

You know its only rock and roll



With these hands we come together

With these hands we can change the world

With these hands I play my music

Sometimes we forget

We aint much different at all



Oh, not at all

So what Im trying to tell you

Is that Im only one son of the south

Its gonna take more than you me and you

To work this whole thing out



With these hands Ive made my livin

With these hands Ive held a child

With these hands Ive climbed a mountain

Sometimes we forget



With these hands we come together

With these hands we can change the world

With these hands I play my music

Sometimes we forget

We aint much different

We aint much different

Aint much different

At all