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I WAS RAISED ON BLOODY NOSES AND SKINNED KNEES FROM
GOD KNOWS WHAT, FREEDOM TOOK THE FORM OF A ONE SPEED BIKE

WHERE THE CLOCKS WERE STREETLIGHTS AND FATHER WAS RIGHT,
YOU NEVER START ONE BUT YOU BEST DAMN FINISH A FIGHT

ALL MY FRIENDS HAD DIFFERENT NAMES BUT WE WERE FAMILY JUST THE SAME
A BUNCH OF FOOLISH KIDS ALWAYS WOUND TOO TIGHT

WE ALL DROVE TOO FAST IN CARS, AND SPENT OUR FORTUNES ON GUITARS
WE KNOW THE BETTER TIME THE SEEDIER THE BAR

PLAYING OUR FOLK SONGS WITH LOUD GUITARS

AND I COULD BE SOMETHING BETTER
AND I COULD TRY A LITTLE MORE
TO LEARN ALL THE NEW SONGS, RIGHT ALL THE NEW WRONGS
BUT I KNOW, I'LL ALWAYS BE AN OLD SOUL

SEEMS LIKE IGNORANCE IS STRONG AND IRONY IS GONE
PLAYING SOUTHEASTERN ON MY LIQUOR RUN

AND WHEN THINGS ARE WORTH THE FIGHT, WE SHOUT “LETS FILL THE STREETS TONIGHT” WE KNOW IT'S EASIER TO MAKE THINGS WRONG THAN RIGHT

I MISS ROCK AND ROLL, WHEN DID MUSIC LOOSE IT'S SOUL
KIDS ARE PLAYING COMPUTERS INSTEAD OF GUITAR SOLOS

SO I'LL WRITE ANOTHER LINE BEFORE IT'S QUITTING TIME
I SAY THE BETTER TIME THE SEADIER THE BAR

PLAYING OUR FOLK SONGS WITH LOUD GUITARS

AND I COULD BE SOMETHING BETTER
AND I COULD TRY A LITTLE MORE
TO LEARN ALL THE NEW SONGS, RIGHT ALL THE NEW WRONGS
BUT I KNOW, I'LL ALWAYS BE AN OLD SOUL

NONE OF OUR HEROS WOULD CALL THEMSELVES STARS
WE WRITE ALL THE BEST SONGS ON BEAT UP GUITARS
WE'VE GOT DIRTY HANDS AND DIRTIER CARS
AND SPEND OUR EVENINGS WITH SCOTCH AND CIGARS
OUR BACKS ACHE FOR WORKING HARD ALL DAY
WE NEVER LISTEN TO WHAT POLITICIANS SAY
AND GOD DOESN'T CARE IN WHICH WAY YOU PRAY
ALL THAT MATTERS IS THAT YOU LIVE THE RIGHT WAY