Toby Keith, the undisputed king of red dirt country music, has crafted a discography replete with anthems of American pride, working-class resilience, and unapologetic individualism.
His 2003 single, “It Works for Me”, is a prime example of this ethos. The song is more than just a catchy tune; it’s a defiant declaration of personal liberty and a rejection of societal pressures.
Background
Keith, a staunch defender of traditional American values, has often been criticized for his conservative viewpoints. However, “It Works for Me” transcends political rhetoric, tapping into a universal human desire for autonomy.
The song’s core message is simple yet profound: everyone has their own path to follow, and judgment should be reserved.
Musically, the track is quintessential Toby Keith. It’s built on a sturdy foundation of rock-solid guitar riffs and a driving rhythm section that provides the perfect platform for Keith’s gravelly vocals.
The arrangement is straightforward and effective, allowing the lyrics to take center stage.
The song’s narrative is first-person, with Keith adopting the persona of a man who has lived life on his own terms. He sings about the challenges he has faced, the mistakes he has made, and the lessons he has learned.
Yet, despite it all, he maintains a sense of optimism and determination. The chorus, with its repeated refrain of “It works for me,” is a powerful affirmation of self-belief.
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Lyrics
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Never owned a brand new carNever worked in a white collarNever held a woman longerThan I held one single dollarI never went out chasin’ rainbows‘Cause there can’t be that much to itEven if I found my pot of goldI know I’d piss right through itI can’t remember ever wantingFor one second of my lifeEven if I did it cost too muchTo ever pay the priceI don’t dance out on the dark sideain’t no secrets I have to tellSo you don’t have to say a prayer for meI just said one for myselfI’m livin’ my lifeUnder my termsI’m callin’ the shotsAs far as I can seeI don’t owe nobody nothin’I don’t answer to a soulMight not work for youBut it works for meI’ve been bent and bruised and brokenAnd flat busted once or twiceI brought most of it upon myselfBut I never compromisedMy pride’s too hard to swallowSo I’ve chewed a lot of itMild-mannered and soft-heartedAnd hard-headed as you getI live out on the backroadsWhere I walk my country mileAnd if it’s so good in the cityWhy don’t anybody smile?The traffic’s always heavyAnd the air ain’t fit to breatheI ain’t saying that it?s wrong for youIt just don’t make sense to me