paroles de chanson I'm Still Me - Colt Ford

Redneck, blue collar, roots planted in the holler
Don′t reckon that'll ever change
You can sell out if you wanna, me, I′m never gonna
Too proud of my daddy's name
I still rock my work boots in them church pews every Sunday
And you can bet your ass I get off my ass every time that anthem plays

And I'm still stompin′ ′round these same old grounds
Still reppin' them small town streets
Yeah, I′m still a whole lot more Georgia than I'll ever be Tennessee
′Cause I'm jon boat floatin′, shotgun tottin', don't take nothin′ for free
′Cause I'm born and bread, American red, kinda country
And I′m still me

They said boy you'll never make it
They said boy you can′t sing
The more they told me no the more they made me do my thing
They ain't ever gonna change me, I do it how I does it
There′s plenty tryin' to be me, it'd be bad if they wasn′t
I′ma tell you all I ain't ever leavin′ my roots
I keep reppin' them backroads, blue jeans, and boots

I′m still stompin' ′round these same old grounds
Still reppin' them small town streets
Yeah, I'm still a whole lot more Georgia than I′ll ever be Tennessee
′Cause I'm jon boat floatin′, shotgun tottin', don′t take nothin' for free
′Cause I'm born and bread, American red, kinda country
And I'm still me

When they put me in the ground they can turn me face down
Tell the world to kiss my ass
′Cause I′m down home proud, never back down
I'm the first, I′ll be the last

And I'm still stompin′ 'round these same old grounds
Still reppin′ them small town streets
Yeah, I'm still a whole lot more Georgia than I'll ever be Tennessee
′Cause I′m jon boat floatin', shotgun tottin′, don't take nothin′ for free
'Cause I′m born and bread, American red, kinda country
And I'm still me

And I'm still me