A Guy Like Me
I got a no brakes wild side
A Montana mile wide
Mighta wrecked a Chevy or two
Just a hill billy scholar with a true-blue collar
Running lean with a few loose screws
You damn sure get what you see
When you're rollin' with a guy like me
I'm a fist full of bourbon, a freight train smoking
And ain't slowing down 'til the pine box closes
When hell needs raisin', I'm a-raisin' up whiskey
That's what you get with a guy like me
Just a hair trigger point of view
Lost cause, short fuse, one toke over the line
Hard to get to heaven, but I'm cranked to eleven
Hoping heaven likes a damn good time
I'm a fist full of bourbon, a freight train smoking
And ain't slowing down 'til the pine box closes
When hell needs raisin', I'm a-raisin' up whiskey
That's what you get with a guy like me
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
That's what you get with a guy like me
Never been busted, never been broken
Never back down, always wide open
Some say I'm crazy and I might just be
That's what you get with a guy like me
That's what you get with a guy like me
I'm a fist full of bourbon, a freight train smoking
And ain't slowing down 'til the pine box closes
When hell needs raisin', I'm a-raisin' up whiskey
That's what you get with a guy like me
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
That's what you get with a guy like me
(That's what you get with a guy like me)
A Montana mile wide
Mighta wrecked a Chevy or two
Just a hill billy scholar with a true-blue collar
Running lean with a few loose screws
You damn sure get what you see
When you're rollin' with a guy like me
I'm a fist full of bourbon, a freight train smoking
And ain't slowing down 'til the pine box closes
When hell needs raisin', I'm a-raisin' up whiskey
That's what you get with a guy like me
Just a hair trigger point of view
Lost cause, short fuse, one toke over the line
Hard to get to heaven, but I'm cranked to eleven
Hoping heaven likes a damn good time
I'm a fist full of bourbon, a freight train smoking
And ain't slowing down 'til the pine box closes
When hell needs raisin', I'm a-raisin' up whiskey
That's what you get with a guy like me
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
That's what you get with a guy like me
Never been busted, never been broken
Never back down, always wide open
Some say I'm crazy and I might just be
That's what you get with a guy like me
That's what you get with a guy like me
I'm a fist full of bourbon, a freight train smoking
And ain't slowing down 'til the pine box closes
When hell needs raisin', I'm a-raisin' up whiskey
That's what you get with a guy like me
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
That's what you get with a guy like me
(That's what you get with a guy like me)
Credits
Writer(s): Tim Montana, Erik Anderson, Rob Snyder, Micah Wilshire
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