Stuck to My Guns

I could've had the big door prize
I could've had it all
If I'd have taken it by the reins
If I'd had run with the ball
I didn't do it for the glory
Or the money, that's for sure
I got lost in the thick of it all
And there ain't no cure

And when the top of that mountain was there in my sights
My name up there blazing in bright neon lights

I should have stuck to my guns
Instead of sticking to yours
I should have never cut and run
I should have followed that 'cause
My guns aren't loaded
They don't fight wars and revolutions
Hear me, stay near me and care for me

I guess it's just the way things go
It was never meant to be
Just a way of letting me know
It's all down to me
I never asked you for the whole world
I only took what I deserve
I maybe lost my heart somewhere
I maybe lost my nerve

I'm late in arriving, I missed that gravy train
When I should have been driving
I turned my head away

I should have stuck to my guns (stuck to my guns)
Instead of sticking to yours
I should have never cut and run (never cut and run)
I should have followed that 'cause
My guns aren't loaded
They don't fight wars and revolutions
Hear me, stay near me and care for me

I should have stuck to my guns (stuck to my guns)
Instead of sticking to yours ('stead of sticking)
I should have never cut and run (never cut and run)
I should have followed that 'cause...

I should have stuck to my guns (stuck to my guns)
Instead of sticking to yours
I should have never cut and run (never cut and run)
I should have followed that 'cause
I should have stuck to my guns



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Writer(s): Steve Womack
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