Justin Moore - Outlaws Like Me | Текст песни

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• Outlaws Like Me

I’ve been a rough houser, a good time sleep arounder
Straight up whiskey pounder, and I don’t know my name
And I’ve been a church go’er, a front pew bible holder
Cry on my momas shoulder when she saw me change
Each day’s a choice of which one I’m gonna be…
So God bless outlaws like me

I curse the sun, I pray for rain
I’ve run a mile to walk through pain
I’ve seen the worst and I’ve seen the best that I could be
So God bless outlaws like me

I’ve been an SOB’er, a night time bar room winger
A go back and forth betweener, and that’s the truth
And I’ve been a come homer late, get to my girl in a hurry
At night so she didn’t worry, I even said I love you
Each day’s days a choice of lovin her or livin free…
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So God bless outlaws like me

I curse the sun, I pray for rain
I’ve run a mile to walk through pain
I’ve seen the worst and I’ve seen the best man I could be
So God bless outlaws, God Bless outlaws
God bless outlaws like me

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