89 Silverado 1500 built 350 4 bolt main

THAT MORNIN SUN MADE IT'S WAY THROUGH THE WINDSHIELD OF MY CHEVROLET. WHISKEY EYES AND ASHTRAY BREATH ON A CHERT ROCK GRAVEL ROAD

huntin, fishin, muddin, trail ridin, bullridin, playin guitar, shootin and blowin shit up


RAMBLIN' RAMBLIN'
DOWN DISTANT MEM'RY LANE
I KNOW THAT I WILL NEVER SEE AGAIN
LONESOME LONELY
THAT LONESOME MIDNIGHT TRAIN
MY ANGEL'S ANOTHER MEM'RY
ON DISTANT MEM'RY LANE

AND WE'RE DRINKIN TILL THE SUN COMES UP OR THE MOON GOES DOWN
WICHEVER ONE COMES FIRST IN THIS GODFORSAKEN TOWN
YOU CAN LINE THEM UP AND WE'LL DRINK EM DOWN
CAUSE THERE'S NOTHIN ELSE TO DO IN THIS ONE HORSE TOWN

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what the hell makes you think i read

Hey y'all, I'm Will, I'm just your average southern country boy. I work hard when it needs to be done but when it's time to have fun i play just as hard. I like gettin tattooed have 6 at the moment, 1 is the start of a sleeve still got 3/4 of my left arm to go. i like to ride horses and they ain't nothin like the rush i get sittin on the back of a 2,000 pound bull that can't wait to stomp my ass in the ground. if ya wanna know somethin then ####### ask me, i'm straight up though so be careful i ain't gonna sugar coat shit.

I GOT AN ANGEL ON MY SHOULDER AND THE DEVIL AT MY BACK
AND I KNOW THE RIGHT WAY BUT I'M HEADED OFF TRACK
LORD I BEEN GONE WAY TOO LONG
I GOT AN ANGEL ON MY SHOULER.....AND THE DEVIL AT MY BACK

good lookin country girls. nice smile, eyes, body. knows how to handle herself and her liquor. country girls, city chicks ain't got nothin on all them pretty lil southern bells.



YOU DON'T KNOW HER LIKE I DO
YOU'LL NEVER UNDERSTAND
AND YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT WE'VE BEEN THROUGH
THAT GIRL'S MY BEST FRIEND
THERE'S NO WAY YOU'RE GONNA HELP ME
SHE'S THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN
NO YOU DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH I GOT TO LOSE
YOU DON'T KNOW HER LIKE I DO

GIRL YA GOT AN OUTLAW
READY TO LAY DOWN ALL MY GUNS
A DIRTY OL HOUND DOG LEARNIN NEW TRICKS
LIKE CUDDLIN' UP
YOU GOT A HELL CAT PURRIN LIKE A KITTEN
YOU GOT A SINNER DOWN ON HIS KNEES
IT HAD TO BE HELL ON AN ANGEL
LOVIN THE DEVIL OUTA ME

preps, city girls, rude snotty people that think money makes them better than me.

country, rock, bluegrass, just about anything that sounds good

RE=INSTATE HANK WILLIAMS

I LOOK AROUND AND WONDER, WHAT THE HELL AM I STILL DOIN HERE. WHEN I KNOW HANK IS PLAYIN A SOLD OUT SHOW, AND WAYLONS STIL WAILON WITH ALL HIS HONKY TONK HEROES. AND CONWAYS SINGIN HELLO DARLIN TO AN ANGEL ON A FRONT ROW SEAT, DON'T TELL ME TONITE, HEAVEN AIN'T THE PLACE TO BE.

LORD COUNTRY, AINT COUNTRY NO MORE