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I don't wear my shirt in I like a little barbecue on Well I out with a rougher crowd Who drink too much, who talk too But don't you know that it's all with me
I don't go to church too much But I that Jesus truly loves me And if He was I'd be drinking 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 as fast as I can go Who's to say at how I got so anyway I am my own at least until the man 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 they up with me Well, I'm as a loon, I'm howling 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 more than Graham And she the Bible like the back of her hand Yeah but she drinks gin like going out of style Oh, it makes me
Yeah, who's to say and who are you to judge me whole world spins, never gonna take that chance again Yeah to say at how we got so lucky anyway We have a home, neither one of us will be alone
a lesson of survival to ride out every trial It's the secret of way down deep inside
to say and who are you to judge me anyway This is my road, I take the corner as as I can go Yeah, to say at how I got so lucky anyway I am my own at least the angels come Angels gonna and take me home