Sinners Son

I was born of a sinners son and a Saint was she

He had his demons, and they were breed into me

She tried to wash them out every sunday at church

But, Jesus loved us sinners so sinning seemed to work

I come from a small town where they know your name

Mom and dad called it quits I felt I was to blame

So I learned how to throw this 4 knuckle skin

I lived for the fun I lived for the sin

Yeah I like to drink my Whiskey

I love to watch the ladies

And take my indian for a ride

Now! People say I am crazy

Cause Ive always been a dreamer

I'll be one until die

I live my life on the run

I was born a sinners son

I have faced death I have faced the man

One is flesh and blood the other is grains of sand

To live by the rules is never any fun

Till the day I die I ll be a sinners son

Yeah!I like to drink my Whiskey

I love to watch the ladies

And take my indian for a ride

Now People say I am crazy

Cause Ive always been a dreamer

I'll be one until die

I live my life on the run

I was born a sinners son

Yeah I like to drink my Whiskey

I love to watch the ladies

And take my indian for a ride

Now People say I am crazy

Cause I ve always been a dreamer

I'll be one until die

I live my life on the run

I was born a sinners son