a bitch in the wind I act like I did back when I was a kid But it hurts me more than it did back then I go out on the town and make a fool of myself
There?s a picture my mama kept in a drawer She pulled it out of the trash after I said we were over for sure She must have known that one day the heartache
stream, maybe daddy was right when he told me, boy your just like you mom keep your head up your ass all the time I feel like a fool, kicking my self
, I?m tryin? to forget Way down yonder in the land of cotton, oh how times have changed But I wonder if the truth is marching on Its hard to be a Southern
Oh and its getting hard to see, its getting hard to see I ain?t got a new car, no mansion on a hill Just a three bedroom house and whole bunch of bills Its hard
son of a bitch in the wind I act like I did back when I was a kid But it hurts me more than it did back then I go out on the town and make a fool of myself
was a time bomb waiting to blow, He had to hit rock bottom, He had to fight with the devil, and pay up the death he was owed, Aw, A holy revival his head
Well I've never been to Colorado Or had a Rocky Mountain high And I've never seen the Denver Broncos Or watched a tumbleweed blow by But I've got a
be afraid, No I won't be afraid Cause I've got a little faith and a holy grace And we've got love in our hearts And I'm tryin real hard to do somethin
brandish my sword should they beat those battle drums I stood my ground, I stood for something worth falling for Ask my father to forgive me I know he didn't understand He worked too hard
Heard the front door slam Lying in our bed ?bout 8am She packed her bags and hit the road Don?t know if she?ll be back again I guess she?s had enough