No Tattoos
Three shots of whiskey and three bar stools
two life long friends and one crazy fool
saddling up for one last ride
facing the truth and saying goodbye
he said don't cry for me when I go
scatter my ashes at the end of the road
tap a keg, play some rock and roll
we were flying without wings
those iron horses made us blacktop kings
we wore our colors stitched on black
I knew my brother always had my back
think of me when you hear those Skynard tunes
raise your beers, safe your tears and no tattoo's
He said I wont lie cancer's a bitch
all my life never once been sick
But I guess the Man had different plans
cause He dealt the cards here in my hands.
So don't cry for me when I go
scatter my ashes down the end of that road
tap a keg and play some rock and roll
we were flying without wings
those iron horses made us blacktop kings
we wore our colors stitched on black
I knew my brother always had my back
think of me when you hear those Skynard tunes
raise your beers, safe your tears and no tattoo's
we were flying without wings
those iron horses made us blacktop kings
we wore our colors stitched on black
we were flying without wings
those iron horses made us blacktop kings
we wore our colors stitched on black
I knew my brother always had my back
think of me when you hear those Skynard tunes
think of me when you hear those Skynard tunes
raise your beers, safe your tears and no tattoo's
two life long friends and one crazy fool
saddling up for one last ride
facing the truth and saying goodbye
he said don't cry for me when I go
scatter my ashes at the end of the road
tap a keg, play some rock and roll
we were flying without wings
those iron horses made us blacktop kings
we wore our colors stitched on black
I knew my brother always had my back
think of me when you hear those Skynard tunes
raise your beers, safe your tears and no tattoo's
He said I wont lie cancer's a bitch
all my life never once been sick
But I guess the Man had different plans
cause He dealt the cards here in my hands.
So don't cry for me when I go
scatter my ashes down the end of that road
tap a keg and play some rock and roll
we were flying without wings
those iron horses made us blacktop kings
we wore our colors stitched on black
I knew my brother always had my back
think of me when you hear those Skynard tunes
raise your beers, safe your tears and no tattoo's
we were flying without wings
those iron horses made us blacktop kings
we wore our colors stitched on black
we were flying without wings
those iron horses made us blacktop kings
we wore our colors stitched on black
I knew my brother always had my back
think of me when you hear those Skynard tunes
think of me when you hear those Skynard tunes
raise your beers, safe your tears and no tattoo's
Credits
Writer(s): Aj Engstrom, Frank Joseph Myers, Bernie Nelson
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