Lyrics

[Verse 1] Mighty long shifts are for working Heavy dreams are for toting around Let's pretend there's a place to go Where I can lay this hacksaw down And I've been trying all my damnedest To get where a kind woman lies Ten more hours to a twelve long shift 'Til these woods turn to her eyes The timber cuts so cleanly Monday morning when the blades are sharp I get a love song stuck in my head And cut sequoia 'til it's dark [Chorus] If every hour's fourteen dollars or a chance closer to her Then I'm not just a working mule, I'm the finest of the herd And I don't know who she is or if she might exist But if she does I swear to love I'm destined for that kiss [Verse 2] How's a man get so homesick For a face he's never seen? I close my eyes while sweating And think of boys I could've been But I know that it's not over 'Cause I can feel her here somewhere Through these trees and melodies That I'm belting to the air [Chorus] If every hour's fourteen dollars or a chance closer to it The man I thought I'd be when I was just a kid So I'll just saw away and let them all fall to the ground Hope to heaven someone hears me Even though no one's around [Verse 3] Mighty long shifts are for working Quiet dreams are for toting around Let's pretend there's a place to go Where I can lay this hacksaw down