Stick to My Guns (feat. Riley Green)

I'm sick and damn tired of the man on the TV telling me how to live

And it gets a little old when you're always being told that you gotta do that and this

Turns out there's a lot of folks that don't like all the things I love

Good thing this ain't for them folks, yeah, this song's the one

Where I stick to these boots I'm putting down

Stick to this cross around my neck

Stick to these roots stuck in the ground

The way I was raised ain't let me down yet

In a world that's changing, I sure as hell ain't, son

So I'll sit right here with a rifle and a beer, till the good Lord comes

And stick to my guns

I am who I am, yeah, wrong or right

I don't give a damn or apologize

I'm proud of this passed-down way of life

Yeah, buddy, that's why

I stick to these boots I'm putting down

Stick to this cross around my neck

Stick to these roots stuck in the ground

The way I was raised ain't let me down yet

In a world that's changing, I sure as hell ain't, son

So I'll sit right here with a rifle and a beer, till the good Lord comes

And stick to my guns

Yeah, I'm gonna stick to my guns

Yeah, just like my daddy taught me to

That's what I'll do

I stick to these boots I'm putting down

Stick to this cross around my neck

Stick to these roots stuck in the ground

The way I was raised ain't let me down yet

In a world that's changing, I sure as hell ain't, son

So I'll sit right here with a rifle and a beer, till the good Lord comes

And stick to my guns

I'm gonna stick to my guns

I'll stick to my guns