Tried and True

He was a midwest man
With a gun in his hand
Working real hard do everything he can
Just rolling cigarettes
And singing the blues
Living everyday with nothing to loose
He was born in the nighttime
In the middle of a rain
In a little old town too wild to tame
He's a tried and true
All through and through
He's tried and true
All through and through
He waking every evening
Just lying on the floor
Riding all day in his four by four
He likes the old time music
On the radio
Coffee in the morning and he's all ready to go.
He's a tried and true
All through and through
He's tried and true
All through and through
When the weekend comes
He buys another round
Stays out late until the moon down
Now wherever you going
He's along for the ride
He likes his women fast and his chicken fried
He's a tried and true
All through and through
He's tried and true
All through and through



Credits
Writer(s): David Quinn Tiritilli
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