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I don't my shirt tucked in I a little barbecue on Sunday Well I out with a rougher crowd Who drink too much, who talk too But don't you know that it's all right me
Yeah I don't go to too much But I know that Jesus truly me And if He was here I'd be beer And hanging out and saving all of my friends,
Who's to say and who are you to judge me This is my road, I take the corner as as I can go to say at how I got so lucky anyway I am my own at least the man comes and takes me home
Well I got my mama's features, and my fixtures All day long I looking at pictures wondering How in the hell they up with me Well, I'm crazy as a loon, I'm at the moon My baby, she know what to do She's wondering how in the hell she's gonna with me
Well, she's been to more than Billy Graham And she knows the like the back of her hand Yeah but she drinks gin like it's going out of Oh, it makes me
Yeah, who's to say and who are you to me anyway This whole spins, never gonna take that chance again who's to say at how we got so lucky anyway We have a home, neither one of us will ever be
It's a lesson of survival to ride out trial It's the of forgiveness way down deep inside
Who's to say and who are you to judge me This is my road, I the corner as fast as I can go Yeah, to say at how I got so lucky anyway I am my own at least the angels come Angels come and take me home