Creed Fisher – One To Walk The Line (Guitar)

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I don't give a damn what people think

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I'm gonna smoke my smoke

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I'm gonna drink my drink

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Daddy taught me how to raise hell

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From a crib out in West Texas

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To the Ector county jail

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I've paid my dues, I did my time

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And I've never been one to walk the line

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I fly that Dixie flag high in my yard

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I spent half my paycheck

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Playin' in the local bars

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Everything I do, do all wrong

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But that's okay, it helps me write

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These outlaw country songs

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Who said raisin' hell was such a crime?

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I've never been one to walk the line

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I've never been one to walk the line

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Never been good, but I still try

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All these southern belles, they blow my mind

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They're all so fine

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They're all so fine, Lord

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I've never been one to walk the line

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All my rowdy friends are havin' fun

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But all these honeys runnin' round

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I'm bound to a look at one

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I hope you don't get mad if I get wood

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I try not to be bad, sweetheart

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And do the things I should

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But my way of life gets me in a bind

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And I've never been one to walk the line

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I've never been one to walk the line

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Never been good, but I still try

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All these southern belles, they blow my mind

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They're all so fine

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They're all so fine, Lord

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I've never been one to walk the line