Thursday, February 3, 2011

im just a good ol boy from back in the woods, who likes to raise some hell

sometimes i drink to much and get a little
out of hand,
sometimes i spend to much time out there bitching,
about the man,

sometimes i like to do things that they tell me,
i shouldnt do,
but i always seem to find a way to get done,
what i need to do,

i can be hell raising firecat, i can rock out all night long,
late night you can catch me dancing on a barstool, to any old rocking song,
i like to challenge the normal, some people call me insane,
i guess its just this rebel blood i got rolling through my veins,

you can love to hate me, and you can love me to,
im damn proud of all the things ive done, only regret the things i didnt do,
this worlds to short to worry, about what others think is right,
and i aint selling out my soul that damn easy, i wont go down without a fight,

i make it to work each morning, unless i see somebody broken down,
then ill always stop to offer up a hand, cause thats the values i was handed down,
i aint never left no one in trouble, my friends know who they can call,
the same friends that offer a helping hand, any time i fall,

you might say i live my life crazy, living on the ledge out there,
from the barroom fights, and the sleepless nights,
to never shaving this beard or trimmin this hair,

maybe i dont quite fit into, this picture perfect world,
with the cookie cutter image of how were supposed to live,
but i make damn sure i never take more,
that what i have to give,

im just a good ol boy from back in the woods
who likes to raise some hell,
and if you dont like that much
all i can say
is brother oh well,

sometimes i drink to much and get a little
out of hand,
sometimes i spend to much time out there bitching,
about the man,

sometimes i like to do things that they tell me,
i shouldnt do,
but i always seem to find a way to get done,
what i need to do,

im just a good ol boy from back in the woods
who likes to raise some hell,
and if you dont like that much
all i can say
is brother oh well,

sometimes i drink to much and get a little
out of hand,
sometimes i spend to much time out there bitching,
about the man,

sometimes i like to do things that they tell me,
i shouldnt do,
but i always seem to find a way to get done,
what i need to do,

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