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I don't wear my shirt in I like a barbecue on Sunday I hang out with a rougher crowd Who drink too much, who too loud But don't you that it's all right with me
Yeah I go to church too much But I know that truly loves me And if He was here I'd be drinking And out and saving all of my friends, Amen
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 lucky I am my own at least the man comes and takes me home
Well I got my features, and my daddy's fixtures All day long I been at pictures 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, been to church more than Billy Graham And she knows the Bible the back of her hand Yeah but she drinks gin like it's out of style Oh, it me smile
Yeah, who's to say and who are you to judge me This whole world spins, gonna take that chance again who's to say at how we got so lucky anyway We have a home, neither one of us ever be alone
It's a lesson of survival to ride out every 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 as fast as I can go Yeah, to say at how I got so lucky anyway I am my own at least until the come Angels gonna and take me home