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