Let's do it.
I looked for trouble and found this song
Straight down the barrel of a long man's gun
I try to run but I don't think I can
You make one move and you're a dead man
Friend, I ain't livin' long like this
Can't live at all like this, can I, baby?
He slipped the handcuffs on behind my back
Didn't let me read it on the steel rail
Right there, got them all in the jailhouse, baby
Can't live at all like this
Can't live at all like this, can I, baby?
Yeah, man!
I was a-usin' on the West Side Drive
Turned up a car with some all-night dials
And drove a stock car to an early day
All I remember was a drunk man's breath
Ain't livin' long like this
Can't live at all like this
Can't live at all like this



Can I, baby?
They put the handcuffs on behind my back
They let me read it on the steel rail rack
Ain't livin' long like this
Can't live at all like this, can I, baby?
Ain't livin' long like this
Can't live at all like this
Can I, baby?
Yeah, man!
I'm you, I'm who you're ogin' at
Can I?
Can I, baby?

You're a bitch
Yeah, got a host, but I got a robin

Britt Keinar




Bitchu
jcie
I live with a Cesar old house queen
A Texas ruby look like Sandra Day
I won't love her but I don't know how
At the bottom of the tail house
And I ain't living long like this
I can't live at all like this
Can I, baby?
You know the story about the tail house ride
Don't wanna do it but just don't get
Cause they got us all in the tail house, baby
And I ain't living long like this
Can't live at all like this
Can I, baby?
One of my heroes, Mr. David Lee Murphy
Y'all give it up for him
I love you, Justin Moore
I love you too, brother
Thank you so much
I love you, too
Y'all give it up for somebody who I think
that I can now call my buddy, Mr. Ricky.
Thank you.
Thanks, guys.