tough - KELLIE PICKLER

I wanted lace, I wanted pearls
To be a princess like the other girls
But life came hard, to my front door
And I grew up tryin’ to even up the score

Tough, I ain’t never been nothin’ but tough
All my edges have always been rough
But Jesus loves me anyway
Oh, back home, there ain’t nothing wrong
With a woman that got a little back bone
Just wait 'til you taste her kind of love…
You want a shy little thing, a pretty little high-heel thing
You’re gonna cry if I don’t polish up… tough

The way I see it, the hand of fate
Did me a favor with the cards it dealt my way
Found out real fast, life is a game
You’re out real quick if you don’t know how to play

Tough, I ain’t never been nothin’ but tough
All my edges have always been rough
But Jesus loves me anyway…
Oh, back home, there ain’t nothing wrong
With a woman that got a little back bone
Just wait 'til you taste her kind of love…
You want a shy little thing, a pretty little high-heel thing
You’re gonna cry if I don’t polish up…

Are you serious? You ain’t fooled me much
You’re just still hangin’ around 'til you can try your luck

Well tough, I ain’t never been nothin’ but tough
All my edges have always been rough
You want a shy little thing, a pretty little high-heel thing
You’re gonna cry if I don’t polish up…
You know all I gotta say about that is… tough.