"Back Full Of Feathers" lyrics

I throw a dip in my lip just like Pops did
And I pour a little bourbon every other night
And, yeah, I got a habit of talking shit
I may not win, but I'll always fight
I may not be what you expect
But a hard-working boy lives with no regrets

Oh, I can be a little trouble sometimes
But that's alright

I'm damned if I do and damned if I don't
If I'm who I am, it ain't what you want
I wear a hat, a fistful of leather
You got a halo, back full of feathers
Cold hard truth can hurt
But cowboys and angels don't always work

Your mama never liked me anyway
I always wondered if you felt the same
Was I just there to pass the time?
While you went to college on your daddy's dime

Oh, you showed me that life ain't fair
But what do I care?

I'm damned if I do and damned if I don't
If I'm who I am, it ain't what you want
I wear a hat, a fistful of leather
You got a halo, back full of feathers
Cold hard truth can hurt
But cowboys and angels don't always work

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