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Josh Thompson

I'm not proud of the fact that I've used His name in vain And I ain't sat in a pew in a few Sundays And I don't always turn the other cheek And I worked

I've heard about guys that go off the deep end Slap out of their minds, and sometimes they dive in To whiskey and women and all sorts of sinnin' Over

Every morning I get up Before that rooster crows Heading straight to somewhere I don't even wanna go Eggs and bacon in my belly And a Folgers coffee

Sometimes I speak too fast, my temper's just as quick Yeah I drive too fast, guess that's just how I live I've earned every scar I've got, learned a lot

I blame this new tattoo on a hundred proof bottle of whiskey And the scar on my cheek to an '84 Jeep and an oak tree Blame the cussin' on my Daddy, good

Sometimes I speak too fast, my temper's just as quick Yeah I drive too fast, guess that's just how I live I've earned every scar I've got, learned a

I blame this new tattoo on a hundred proof bottle of whiskey And the scar on my cheek to an '84 Jeep and an oak tree Blame the cussin' on my Daddy, good

Our houses are protected by the good Lord and a gun And you might meet 'em both if you show up here not welcome son Our necks are burnt, our roads are

When the lonely set in, I fought back the tears I don't love you anymore is so hard to hear It felt like a mile from our door to my truck Somehow I found