Thursday, August 12, 2010

trying to be my fathers son...

That ol' sun rises offly early,
when the bar don't close till 3,
and this life that im a leadin',
it's gonna be the end of me,

playing rock star in the evening,
and farm boy in the morn,
has my back feeling offly tired,
and my body feelin' offly worn,

people ask me how i do it,
i say cause it needs done,
and thats just the life im leading,
trying to be my fathers son,

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