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I wear my shirt tucked in I like a barbecue on Sunday Well I hang out a rougher crowd Who drink too much, who talk too But don't you know it's all right with me
Yeah I go to church too much But I know that Jesus 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 until the man comes and me home
Well I got my mama's features, and my fixtures All day long I been at pictures wondering How in the hell they up with me Well, I'm crazy as a loon, I'm howling at the My baby, she don't know to do She's wondering how in the hell she's gonna stay me
Well, she's to church more than Billy Graham And she knows the Bible the back of her hand Yeah but she drinks gin like it's going out of Oh, it me smile
Yeah, to say and who are you to judge me anyway This whole world spins, gonna take that chance again Yeah who's to say at how we got so anyway We have a home, one of us will ever be alone
It's a lesson of to ride out every trial It's the of forgiveness 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, 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