Lyrics

Some folks in life - they got it easy
Some folks they got nothing at all
And some folks when they smile . . .
They're thinking all the while . . .
They will use you, they'll abuse you
They will try and change your style.

Now I've been a union man most all my life now
But the union don't feed my family
I can't go another day
On strike without pay . . .
I've go two kids a home now
. . .and another on the way . . .

Chorus
And so I'm ready, I am willing and I am able
To do this thing you ask of me
I'll cross the picket line
And you know the bottom line
I'll be selling out those friends of mine
For my family
.
Now I've heard a lot of talk
About "pain and courage"
But I tell ya friend -
It's only talk to me
'Cause any choice I choose
is a longshot - that I loose
You can't know my pain nor courage
'Till ya walk here in my shoes.

Chorus
And so I'm ready, I am willing and I am able
To do this thing you ask of me
I'll cross the picket line
And you know the bottom line
I'll be selling out those friends of mine
For my family.

Bridge
Now some folks get smoked - and never knew what hit them
And some stare like a deer right in its way
Some folks gotta try and make things happen
Every minute, every hour, of every day.

Some folks in life - they got it easy
Some folks they got nothing at all
And some folks when they smile . . .
They're thinking all the while . . .
They will use you, they'll abuse you
They will try and change your style.

Chorus
And so I'm ready, I am willing and I am able
To do this thing you ask of me
I'll cross the picket line
And you know the bottom line
I'll be selling out those friends of mine
For my family