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Eric Church

I got a hard head, I get that from my dad And I can overreact maybe just a tad I put up walls to show the world I'm tough When I don't get my way I get

I wasn't trying to do no harm I was just trying to prove I was tough What I lacked in years I made up in guts I ain't saying it was smart or that I had

Without you here everything's in black and white Without you here I'm upside down Without you here honey I'm a melody Living in a world that can't hear

Most don't mess with a guy like me 'Cause guys like me drink too many beers on Friday after work Our best blue jeans have Skoal rings, we wear our boots to church

Most don't mess with a guy like me (Chorus) 'Cause guys like me drink too many beers on Friday after work Our best blue jeans have skoal rings We wear our boots to church

I woke up early this morning And I'm already running late There's a list of things long as my arm I won't get done today Is it Tuesday, is it Wednesday

I was fifteen when my daddy's old man Caught me half way through my first beer He laughed so hard when my face turned green He said ?You come from a

(feat. Merle Haggard) There's a little dive on a dead-end road Called the Cross-Eyed Cricket Waterin' Hole Where you can hear the sound of a steel guitar

He came so close; he almost asked It was right there in his pocket That's a lesson I wish I woulda learned Before standin' in the back row of that church