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It all got started with a black guitar
Pickin out zeppelin in my daddy's car
The music grabbed me and wouldn't let go
I started writing music for the country show
In high school I started a little band
Put our equipment in the back of a van
Million miles later we were still the same
Didn't get nowhere now I'll take the blame

Song reader
What you think of my song
Won't you tell me
What an I doin wrong

Played them barrooms outside of town
Pills and whiskey I swallowed them down
Hated just about every person I met
But them ol demons haven't killed me yet

Turn off the radio
Turn off the sound
Don't want that music kickin me down
I believe what I'm doing is the gospel truth
I'll keep on singin til I get my due



Credits
Writer(s): Davis Davis
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