I do not wear my shirt tucked in
I like a little barbecue on Sunday
Well, I hang with a rougher crowd
Who drink too much, who talk too loud
Don´t you know that it is all right with me
Yea, I do not go to church too much, but I know that Jesus truly loves me
And if he was here I would be drinking beer and
Hanging out & saving all of my friends, Amen
Who has to say & who are you to judge me anyway
This is my road, I take the corner as fast as I can go
Who has to say at how I got so lucky anyway
I´m my own at least till the Man come & take me home
Well, I got my mama´s features & my daddy´s fixtures
All day long I been looking at pictures wondering
how in the hell they came up with me
Well, I am crazy as a loon, I am howling at the moon
My baby she don´t know what to do
She has wondering how in the hell she has gonna stay with me
Well, she has been church more than Billy Graham
And she knows the Bible like the back of her hand
Yea, but she drinks gin like it is going out of style
Oh, it makes me smile
Yea, who has to say & who are you to judge her anyway
This whole world spins, never going to take that chance again
Yea, who has to say at how we got so lucky anyway
We´ve a home, neither one of us will ever be alone
It is a lesson of survival
To ride out every trial
It is the secret of forgiveness
Way down deep inside
Who has to say & who are you to judge me anyway
This is my road, I take the corner as fast as I can go
Yea, who has to say as how I got so lucky anyway
I´m my own at least till the angels come,
angels going to come & take me home
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