"The Way That I Am" lyrics

"The Way That I Am"

I work all day like a dog just to make a dime
What Uncle Sam doesn't take he sends to my two ex-wives
All that I need is a small bag of weed and a friend
A place we can go, where the beer is ice cold
And the women don't care where you've been

Cause I've been through hell, I've been locked up in jail
Left out in the cold, I've been drunk, I've been stoned
Going out of my mind, one night stand at a time
I need a lady to hold me, as long as she leaves in the morning
'Cause I won't be changing her name or the way that I am

This whiskey bottle in my hand is going dry
There ain't enough whiskey in this bottle to get her off my mind
I know I'm to blame for living on some old bar stool
Ain't a good girl in this world's gonna put up with the crazy things I do

Cause I've been through hell, I've been locked up in jail
Left out in the cold, I've been drunk, I've been stoned
Going out of my mind, one night stand at a time
I need a lady to hold me, as long as she leaves in the morning
'Cause I won't be changing her name or the way that I am

There ain't no use in pretending there'll be some happy ending
'Cause I won't be changing her name or the way that I am


Writer(s): Christopher Fisher
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