歌曲 | Tried And True |
歌手 | Montgomery Gentry |
专辑 | Carrying On |
Written:Clay Davidson/Matt Hendrix | |
I was born in a small town in the hills of Tennessee | |
Kentucky raised, just a country boy and that's all I'll ever be | |
My daddy ran a still house to keep us kids alive | |
Just doin' what he had to do after mama died | |
The same people that called him no good | |
Would meet him in the back woods for a little taste | |
He said I may take your money but don't put yourself above me | |
Don't cut me down as you walk away | |
You don't know me you don't know who I am | |
You don't know the pain that I've been through | |
So don't judge me till you stand where I stand | |
I don't need you or anyone else to approve | |
Cause the blood in these veins is tried and true | |
I left home at sixteen with a guitar on my back | |
With everything I called my own I carried in a paper sack | |
Spent years of havin' nothin' and sleepin' in my car | |
I'd drive all day and play all night | |
In the honky tonks and bars | |
The same people that called me crazy | |
Said I'm too lazy to amount to anything | |
Are the first ones to the stage just beggin' for a little taste | |
Who say you knew me when nobody knew my name but | |
You don't know me you don't know who I am | |
You don't know the pain that I've been through | |
So don't judge me till you stand where I stand | |
I don't need you or anyone else to approve | |
Cause the blood in these veins is tried and true | |
The same people that called me crazy | |
Said I'm too lazy to amount to anything | |
Are the first ones to the stage just beggin' for a little taste | |
Who say you knew me when nobody knew my name but | |
You don't know me you don't know who I am | |
You don't know the pain that I've been through | |
So don't judge me till you stand where I stand | |
I don't need you or anyone else to approve | |
Cause the blood in these veins is tried and true | |
The blood in these veins is tried and true |
Written: Clay Davidson Matt Hendrix | |
I was born in a small town in the hills of Tennessee | |
Kentucky raised, just a country boy and that' s all I' ll ever be | |
My daddy ran a still house to keep us kids alive | |
Just doin' what he had to do after mama died | |
The same people that called him no good | |
Would meet him in the back woods for a little taste | |
He said I may take your money but don' t put yourself above me | |
Don' t cut me down as you walk away | |
You don' t know me you don' t know who I am | |
You don' t know the pain that I' ve been through | |
So don' t judge me till you stand where I stand | |
I don' t need you or anyone else to approve | |
Cause the blood in these veins is tried and true | |
I left home at sixteen with a guitar on my back | |
With everything I called my own I carried in a paper sack | |
Spent years of havin' nothin' and sleepin' in my car | |
I' d drive all day and play all night | |
In the honky tonks and bars | |
The same people that called me crazy | |
Said I' m too lazy to amount to anything | |
Are the first ones to the stage just beggin' for a little taste | |
Who say you knew me when nobody knew my name but | |
You don' t know me you don' t know who I am | |
You don' t know the pain that I' ve been through | |
So don' t judge me till you stand where I stand | |
I don' t need you or anyone else to approve | |
Cause the blood in these veins is tried and true | |
The same people that called me crazy | |
Said I' m too lazy to amount to anything | |
Are the first ones to the stage just beggin' for a little taste | |
Who say you knew me when nobody knew my name but | |
You don' t know me you don' t know who I am | |
You don' t know the pain that I' ve been through | |
So don' t judge me till you stand where I stand | |
I don' t need you or anyone else to approve | |
Cause the blood in these veins is tried and true | |
The blood in these veins is tried and true |