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I Am

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 04.09.2012

Am I a believer in what the Good Book's all about
Am I a good ole boy hangin' at the ole hang out
Am I a drinker of a cold one now and then
You Bet I am

Am I proud of how I've been raised
Am I getting by on blue-collar pay
Am I country and willin' to take a stand
You bet I am

Am I strong enough to cry
Am I weak enough to show my tender side
Am I a rock, am I loved
Am I tough as nails when push comes to shove
Am I a chip off the block of my old man
You bet I am

Am I a sinner whos not afraid to die
Am I just like you, baseball and apple pie
Am I free, livin' in this Promised Land
You bet I am
Am I a dreamer with my feet on the ground
Am I down to earth with my head in the clouds
Am I a lover, one woman man
You bet I am

Am I strong enough to cry
Am I weak enough to show my tender side
Am I a rock, am I loved
Am I tough as nails when push comes to shove
Am I a chip off the block of my old man

Am I strong enough to cry
Am I weak enough to show my tender side
Am I a rock, am I loved
Am I tough as nails when push comes to shove
Am I a chip off the block of my old man
You bet I am

O I am
Am I stong enough to cry
Am I tough as nails
You bet I am
O I am
Just like my old man


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