Jack McGrath drives trucks to make a living
Breathing smoke and diesel on the interstate
A thousand miles from home, out on some highway
And carving up the clicks and pushing freight

And people like Jack, and people like Sue
And people like me, people like you
It's all about hanging in, hanging tough
For people like us

Susie Mansfield works out at the Mercy
On the night shift up and down the ward
Making rounds and counting down the minutes
The longest hours come just before the dawn

And people like Jack, and people like Sue
And people like me, people like you
It's all about hanging in, hanging tough
For people like us

We're all out here, working on the dream

And people like Jack, and people like Sue
And people like me, and people like you

Yeah people like Jack, and People like Sue
And People like me, and people like you
It's all about hanging in, hanging tough
And holding on when things get rough
For people like us

People like us
People like us