Letras
I've seen the world from the inside of a bar
Western shoulder on a parlor guitar
Tweed go to 12 not 11
That's the sound if you wanna get to heaven you knew
I'm headed for the other side of living
No more struggle just slide away
They'll forget me here but I left standing dear
I'm getting what I want sleeping on your lawn
Out there in Nashville got a system in place
Burt Reynolds lookalikes ghost writers for day
Its all hat and no castle
Those preppy punks just wanna battle to prove
Maybe they're as tough as you
I'm headed for the other side of living
No more struggle just slide away
They'll forget me here but I left standing dear
I'm getting what I want they treat me like a pawn