I?m not on an ego trip I?m nothing on my own I make mistakes, often slip Just common flesh and bones But I?ll prove someday just what I say I?m of a
fallen angel She'll set up a kill I'm a saint Sinner She's a sinner Sinner She's a sinner Sinner She's a sinner Sinner She's a sinner Sinner, sinner
Never realized how much she brought to the table Till I went to sit my cup of coffee where the table used to be No couch, no bed, no heirloom antique
I believe that gas is too damn high An' there ain't nothin' more American than Mama's apple pie I believe in love, I believe in peace But I don't believe
I know where I come from How 'bout you? I don't need baggy clothes Or rings in my nose to be cool The scars on my knuckles Match these scuffs on these
One, two, three These boots have counted off many a band Playin' one night roadhouse stands for tips an' empty rooms These boots have stood toe-to-toe
She was pacing back and forth on her front porch I pulled up slinging gravel in my daddy's Ford She cried all the way to Johnson's store I kept the motor
It was my senior year, I just turned eighteen I was a Friday night hero with division one dreams I had an offer on the table, a four year ride 'Til that
There's a little dive on a dead-end road Called the Cross-Eyed Cricket Waterin' Hole Where you can hear the sound of a steel guitar An' get loud, an'
sinners like me La de dah, de dah, la de dah, dah de, de Here?s to a long line of sinners like me I come from a long line of sinners like me
Only fools would race down Grist Mill Road Let alone in angry weather That's what I tell everyone I know Now that I know better That's a lesson I wish
These four walls of Fort Worth Are closin' in on me My final meter's over An' they're gonna set me free I can feel the fire's a burnin' As the devil
One, two One, two, three I woke up early this mornin? An? I?m already runnin? late There?s a list of things on as my arm I wanna get done today Is it
I wear a greasy ball cap, I like my shirt untucked I spend Saturdays working on my truck I don't like to fight but I ain't scared to bleed Most don't
My skin is dripping from blood For that moment, I sighed in relief But I wasn't just gonna be dying I thought I'll bleed like sinners bleed Paralyzed
the forecast, sheA?a?¬a??s got a snow blast, She better run fast, sheA?a?¬a??ll die a young lass All the sinners and the winners, sitting down for
I've crossed deserts for miles Swam water for time Searching places to find A piece of something to call mine (I'm coming, I'm coming) A piece of something
Night Swimming Beach walking Always silent Never talking Then you call my name And I know inside I love you Sail away I miss you more Until you see the
