Gimme a bet and I'll take it. I've twenty bucks says I'm gonna make it. I've got twenty two fifty in the bank. And I'd bet it all away given the chance.
I can spot your kind a million miles away. Buckle down boots and a bloodshot gaze. You talk so sweet until the going gets tough. The last job you pulled was never big enough.
Blazing a trail to the Southern cities. From the streets of our hometown. Basement bars, we played from the heart. In the company of our friends. . If I write down these memories.