I was born in a small town in the hills of Tennessee
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Kentucky raised, just a country boy and that's all I'll ever be
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My daddy ran a still house to keep us kids alive
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Just doin' what he had to do after mama died
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The same people that called him no good
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Would meet him in the back woods for a little taste
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He said I may take your money but don't put yourself above me
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Don't cut me down as you walk away
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You don't know me you don't know who I am
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You don't know the pain that I've been through
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So don't judge me till you stand where I stand
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I don't need you or anyone else to approve
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Cause the blood in these veins is tried and true
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I left home at sixteen with a guitar on my back
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With everything I called my own I carried in a paper sack
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Spent years of havin' nothin' and sleepin' in my car
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I'd drive all day and play all night
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In the honky tonks and bars
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The same people that called me crazy
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Said I'm too lazy to amount to anything
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Are the first ones to the stage just beggin' for a little taste
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Who say you knew me when nobody knew my name but
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You don't know me you don't know who I am
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You don't know the pain that I've been through
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So don't judge me till you stand where I stand
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I don't need you or anyone else to approve
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Cause the blood in these veins is tried and true
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The same people that called me crazy
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Said I'm too lazy to amount to anything
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Are the first ones to the stage just beggin' for a little taste
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Who say you knew me when nobody knew my name but
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You don't know me you don't know who I am
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You don't know the pain that I've been through
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So don't judge me till you stand where I stand
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I don't need you or anyone else to approve
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Cause the blood in these veins is tried and true
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The blood in these veins is tried and true
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Tried And True
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Montgomery Gentry |