Текст песни
They said I could lose a little reel And lose count of hundred dollar bills. Be that small town boy That finally made it out. I think that's where they had me wrong. I wanna write my own damn songs. And I don't wanna move to Nashville, Man, I got home. Yeah, what you see is what you get. And when you look at me, man, I hope You see as real as it gets. 'Cause I'm a grown-ass man. You ain't gon' change my ways. Hell, I ain't set in stone. I'm sitting at a red Georgia clay. Man, I was brought up on that book. And my granddaddy's knee. And you can bet your ass that I know Who I am. Yeah, I'm a grown-ass man. Well, hell I ain't no politician. And kissin' ass just ain't my style. So if you ask me the wrong questions, I'll give you more than just my dial. All you really need to know 'bout where I Stand Is somewhere between Amazing Grace, Back in Black, and Simple Man. Yeah, I'm a grown-ass man. You ain't gon' change my ways. Hell, I ain't set in stone. I'm sitting at a red Georgia clay. Man, I was brought up on that book. And my granddaddy's knee. And you can bet your ass that I know Who I am. Yeah, I'm a grown-ass man. And some folks say that I'm an outlaw. Oh, but I ain't earned that yet. I'll be the first to say I still got Dues to pay and I hope I go out Like that. And yeah, I know this world is changin' But I know the King James ain't. It ain't no secret I'm a sinner. I never claimed to be no saint. But I'm a grown-ass man. You ain't gon' change my ways. Hell, I ain't set in stone. I'm sitting at a red Georgia clay. Man, I was brought up on that book. And my granddaddy's knee. And you can bet your ass that I know Who I am. Yeah, man, you can bet your ass that I Know who I am. I'm a grown-ass man. Yeah, I'm Grown-ass man.
Brantley Gilbert — Grown Ass Man
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