Ain't gonna break my spirit 
Ain't gonna break my stride 
When you aint got nothin 
You got nothin to hide 
Its a long hard [bad word] 
Tryin' to live my life 
Cos you're born with nothing 
Then you work to die 

Don't believe it, pass the buck 
Hard livin', hard luck 

Don't wanna be no preacher 
Don't wanna be no king 
I'll [bad word] the roost no 
I'll never have everything 
And if the hand I'm given 
Is gonna grind me down 
Then I'm aboard the first train 
And heading outta town 

Don't believe it, pass the buck 
Hard livin', hard [bad word] luck 

See its all about livin 
And how we're not born lucky 
It's how we choose to lose 
You see I love misfortune 
And I cheated on luck 
But if it's all forgiven 
Then I dont give a [bad word] 

Don't believe it, pass the buck 
Hard livin', hard [bad word] luck