(Gary Rossington -- Johnny VanZant -- Hughie Thomasson -- Rickey Medlocke -- Mike Estes). This is a story 'bout livin'. A tale of a long hard road. Ain't a whole lot of misgivin's. Of the things that I thought I sowed. My daddy was a real hard worker. He said son there will come a day. Talk ain't always cheap. And here's what daddy had to say. With these hands I've made my livin'. With these hands I've held a child. With these hands I've climbed a mountain. Sometimes we forget. We ain't much different at all. He likes grits you like the apple. There ain't nothin' wrong with that. He says y'all you say you'se. It all depends on where you're at. Well a little bit of music is a whole lot of fun. And its always good for the soul. From New York City out to California. You know its only rock and roll. With these hands we come together. With these hands we can change the world. With these hands I play my music. Sometimes we forget. We ain't much different at all. Oh not at all. So what I'm trying to tell you. Is that I'm only one son of the South. Its gonna take more than you me and you. To work this whole thing out. With these hands I've made my livin'. With these hands I've held a child. With these hands I've climbed a mountain. Sometimes we forget. With these hands we come together. With these hands we can change the world. With these hands I play my music. Sometimes we forget. We ain't much different. We ain't much different. Ain't much different. At all.