E 
Sittin up all night trying to have a good time singing my songs and trying to get paid 
E 
I've been roughed up beat up Ive been cut I got a tattoo at a tender age 
E 
Never could respect a sheriff trying to break my neck with a few friends and a can of mace 
E                                                                                    A 
Born on the south side with alot of rebel pride, I raised alot of hell in my younger days 
                        E 
Hey I can't help what I say 
           B7 
I could be right I could be wrong 
              B7 
It just might hurt but it makes me strong 
  


[Refrão]
       E                         A 
If the shoe fits wear it, if the truth hurts bear it                                   
                B7                            A              E 
Well that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on living long 
E                                A 
It's a hard road to choose being good and paying dues 
              B7                            A              E 
But thats the kind of life I'm living and I plan on living long 
  
 
Running hard, running free, never gonna catch me, driving too fast on a black top road 
Loaded up, hammered back, I'll smack you with my tire jack, you better walk away before I carry you home 
Passing my pig sty sleeping where the dogs lie anywhere I go is where I call my home 
Been stoned, been straight, been to hell and Heaven's gate I got thrown out when they said I didn't belong 
Hey I just keep movin on 
I could be right I could be wrong 
It just might hurt but it makes me strong 
  
Chorus