| I’m not the King of America
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| I’ve got a blue collar heart
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| Put together with rusted old bolts
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| And discarded radio parts
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| Just a kid from Gainsville
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| Watching petty with my
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| Lighter in the dark
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| Yeaaah
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| And I’ve done all the wrong things
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| For all the right reasons
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| And all the right things
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| In all the wrong seasons
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| I’m just like you man
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| Ain’t it an uphill fight
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| Yeaaah
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| Tonight I’m singing a brand new song
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| On an old guitar
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| They keep telling me
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| You won’t get too far
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| But, but I know who I am
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| And I know who you are
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| Yeaaah
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| We’re simple men who love complicated women
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| Dealt losing hands but we still think we are winning
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| Add it all up
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| And it don’t seem like much
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| But it’s something
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| Something to believe in
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| Yeah
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| Something to believe in
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| Can I get an Amen
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| Yeah
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| Yeah
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| So we’ll go home and we’ll put our kids to bed and
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| Rock n roll dreams
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| Rumble around in our heads and
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| I’ll even thank the lord
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| For our daily bread yeah
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| Yeah
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| Then we’ll agree to disagree
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| And I’ll even slam the door
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| Hey baby, least we got a love worth fighting for
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| And I’ll tell you I’m sorry
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| And I’ll come crawling back for more yeah
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| Yeah
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| Cause I’m a simple man who loves a complicated woman
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| Nothing else in my life, I wish I was doing
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| Add it all up
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| It don’t seem like much
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| But it’s something
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| Something to believe in
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| Yeah
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| Something to believe in
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| Can I get an Amen, yeah
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| Oh yeah
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| Pretty soon we’ll all be leaving here
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| Tomorrow morning this night will disappear
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| Maybe this song can be a souvenir
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| Of something
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| Something to believe in, yeah
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| To believe in
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| Can I get an Amen, yeah
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| Yeah yeah
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| Something to believe in
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| Hold on to that feeling
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| To believe in yeah
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| Ooohhhh
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| Hold on
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| Hold on |