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I was raised down an old dirt road

Put the grit in my teeth and the gravel in my throat

Put jesus in my heart and the devil on my mind

Working my hands and the belt on my behind

Never been the kind to run

From nobody, I’m a smokin' gun

I’m the bullet in the air and the fire in the night

Blood on your knuckles and a finish to your fight

And ('Cause) I don’t mind gettin' rowdy

I don’t mind gettin' loud

I dont' mind gettin' crazy

I don’t mind gettin' down

I don’t mind gettin' dirty

I don’t mind raisin' hell

I don’t mind, don’t mind very well

When I was 16 I had an old Ford

Had rust on the hood, had a dent in the door

Had a big block engine; She was 4-wheel drive

Guess we was doin about 95

Blue lights flashed outta my rear view

Small-town cops; nothin' better to do

Tore through a field; rolled the truck 3 times

Lucky for me, I crossed the county line

BRIDGE

I am the son of a son of a son of a workin man

That’s what I am

Aw, but when Friday comes

I cash my check with bottles in both hands

(Yeah, Yeah-Yeah)

No, C’mon!

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