Lyrics:

Pull on up

To the soapbox stool

Let me tell ya some stories

About how life can be cruel


I had big dreams

But they turned to dust

I need another shot of oil

Cause it's starting to rust


And I'm tryin' to make a living

Tryin' to find my way

I've been bustin' my ass

To be somebody someday


Tryin' to make a living

Tryin' to get ahead

Shootin' at the moon

But it shot me down instead


War stories

I'm kickin' and fightin' for my life

Through those war stories

I made it throught the battle of life


And it's on and on until you're long gone

But the strong keep stickin' it out

Through those war stories

Everybody's got 'em when you hit the bottom and survive


I said have another drink

This one's on me

Let me tell ya 'bout pain from a to z

I got scars from my head to my feet

Some like a junkyard car still rolling down the streets


And I'm tryin' to make a dollar

Tryin' to pay my way

I've been bustin' my balls

And then they take it all away


Tryin' to climb the ladder

Reaching for the sky

I ain't going down

Until they hang me out to dry


War stories

I'm kickin' and fightin' for my life

Through those war stories

I made it throught the battle of life


And it's on and on until you're long gone

But the strong keep stickin' it out

Through those war stories

Everybody's got 'em when you hit the bottom and survive


And it's on and on until you're long gone

But the strong keep stickin' it out

They got towing the line 'till the sun don't shine

But all I got left to talk about


Are those war stories

I'm kickin' and fightin' for my life

Through those war stories

I made it throught the battle of life


War stories

Through those war stories

Everybody's got 'em when you hit the bottom and survive