Texty

When I started out, I sang a lot of words Of things I didn't know about, just what I had heard My woman hadn't left me yet I was too young at the time Get ready for the truth 'cause I'm not gonna lie Music was my way out from poverty and crime I didn't want to be like that, there was more I had to find So I picked up this guitar and I let my fingers fly My guitar is what saved me, and I'm not gonna lie So-and-so will hold you back This, that and the third I don't pay attention to that Not one lyin' word People come to see me, it's really dope for sure Blues is the healer, doctor got no cure I gotta keep it going, I promised Buddy Guy This is our history and I'm not gonna lie I'm not gonna lie I'm not gonna lie I'm not gonna lie
Writer(s): Thomas Jay Hambridge, Richard Fleming, Christone Ingram Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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