Help Somebody [Live from Texas]

Well grandaddy was a hillbilly scholar

Blue collar of a man...

He came from the school

Where you didn't need nothin' if you couldn't make it with your own two hands

He was backwoods, backwards, used words like:

No sir, yes ma'am, by god, be darned, hell yeah I'm American..

And all the years he walked this earth

I swear all he did was work

He said the devil dreams on an idle horse

So you listen to me squirt..

Don't get too high on a bottle

And get right with the man

Fight your fights, find your grace

And all the things that you can't change, and help somebody if you can

Now Granny said sonny

Stick to your gun if you believe in something

No matter what

Cause it's better to be hated for who you are

Than beloved for what you're not

She was 5 feet of concrete

New York born and raised on a slick city street

She'll stare you down, stand her ground

Still kickin' and screamin' at 93

I remember just how frail she looked

In that hospital bed

Taking her last few breaths of life

And smiling as she said

Don't get too high on a bottle

Just a little sip every now and then

Fight your fights

Find your grace

And all the things that you can't change

And help somebody if you can

And get right with the man

I never let a cowboy make the coffee

Yeah that's what Granny always said to my Grandad

And he'd say never tell a joke

That ain't that funny more than once

And if you want to hear God laugh

Tell Him your plans

Don't get too high on a bottle

Get right with the man, son

Fight your fights

Find your grace

And all the things you two can't change

And help somebody if you can

And get right with the man

And get right with the man