I raise my glass to the to the guy on minimum wage
who’s trying to keep up with people half his age
And here’s to the girl with the kid on her hip
who’s staying in school when it’s easier to quit

So raise your glass up high
Raise your glass up high


I raise my glass to the highway workers at night
who brave the chill of winter’s bite
And here’s a toast to the mothers who raised us well
and got no thanks, but plenty of hell

So raise you glass up high
Raise your glass up high
I raise my glass up high
High into the sky


Here’s to those who turn their dreams
into something amazing we’ve never seen or heard
And here’s to those who never give up
who bite the bullet when they know they've run out of luck.

So raise you glass up high
Raise your glass up high
I raise my glass up high
High into the sky