I'm Not A Clotheshorse Or A Big

My Health And My Family Are The Core Of My Being.

It's All The Same, Only The Names Will Change, Everyday It Seems We're Wasting Away. Another Place, Where The Faces Are So Cold, I'd Drive All Night Just To Get Back Home.

I'm Not A Clotheshorse Or A Big Shoes Guy.

The Spirits, They Intoxicate Me. I Watched Them Infiltrate My Soul. They Try To Say It's Too Late For Me. Once I Was Promised Absolution, There's Only One Solution For My Sins. And I Blame This World, For Making A Good Man Evil. Now I Ain't Getting Into Heaven, If The Devil Has His Way.

I Walk These Streets, A Loaded Six String On My Back I Play For Keeps, 'cause I Might Not Make It Back; I Been Everywhere, And I'm Standing Tall I've Seen A Million Faces An I've Rocked Them All.