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Monday, September 09, 2002

Well I've reached the eve of the completion of my 22nd year. I've been thinking about it alot here the past few days and I really think that Pat Green summed up my view of my life for the here and now...

Who's To Say

I don't wear my shirt tucked in
And I like a little barbecue on Sunday
Well I hang out with a rougher crowd
They drink too much and talk too loud
Don't you know that its alright with me
Yeah, and I don't go to church too much,
But I know that Jesus truly loves me
And if he were here I'd be drinking beer and
Hanging out and saving all of my friends, AMEN

Who's too say and who are you to judge me anyway
this is my road I take the corners as fast as I can go
Who's to say how I got so lucky anyway
I am my own at least until the man come and take me home

Well I got my mama's features and my daddy's fixtures
All day long I've been looking at pictures wondering
How in the hell they came up with me
Well, I'm crazy as a loon I'm howling at the moon
My baby she don't know what to do
She's wondering how in the hell she's gonna stay with me
Well, she's been to church more than Billy Graham
And she knows the bible like the back of her hand
Yeah, but she drinks gin like its going out of style
Oh, It makes me smile

Yeah who's to say who are you to judge her anyway
This whole world spins, never gonna take that chance again
Yeah, who's to say at how we got so lucky anyway
We have a home, neither one of us will ever be alone

It's a lesson of survival
To ride out every trial
It's the secret of forgiveness
Way down deep inside

Who's to say and who are you to judge me anyway
This is my road, I take the corner as fast as I can go
Yeah, who's to say at how I got so lucky anyway
I am my own at least until the angels come
Angels gonna come and take me home

It's been my favorite song off of the 3 days album since the first time I heard it.
Oh It Makes Me Smile...
Fine guys in BIG 4x4s
babies
good food
good friends
SNL
football
Jack Daniels
Jeeps with PG, CM, BE, and Bass Pro Shop stickers ;)
oh and jeeps with no antennas
good music
good beer
sharing bad days with good people
Mas Amigos...
chips and salsa with the girls after a hangover
"business meetings"
Family
making people smile

♥Oh, so vintage... 10:29 PM


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