"Who I Am" lyrics
"Who I Am"
I'm a simple man, I make a livin' on the road
I chew long cut cope and I hunt with my ought 6 leupold scope
My hands are built for reelin' in bass with a zebco
If ya ever wanna try to change that you can kiss this country ass
Cause it's who I am
I like a back porch buzz from a cold beer can
I ain't scared of dirt put me to work ya gotta earn your piece of land
Yeah it's who I am
My boots they work for a gassed up paycheck Friday
And my girl she looks like Imma lose a little money on Sunday
And my autograph's on the barroom wall for breakin' that hometown record
Yeah sometimes I sip a little hell cat sometimes I smoke a little grass yeah
Cause it's who I am
I like a back porch buzz from a cold beer can
I ain't scared of dirt, put me to work ya gotta earn your piece of land
Yeah, it's who I am
It's who I am
I like a back porch buzz from a cold beer can
I ain't scared of dirt put me to work ya gotta earn your piece of land
Yeah, it's who I am
Yeah, it's who I am
It's who I am
Who I am
Yeah, it's who I am
I ain't scared of dirt
Put me to work
Yeah, it's who I am
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- Kaleb Austin Lyrics
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