paroles de chanson Not Everybody Likes Us - Hank Williams III
Well,
hello
there
folks,
how
the
hell
are
you
doin′?
It's
good
to
be
in
your
local
bar
again
So
let′s
get
loud,
we'll
get
stoned
an'
get
proud
Have
a
damn
good
time
until
the
show′s
at
an′
end
Sometimes
I'm
wired
an′
sometimes
I'm
tired
But
I′m
doin'
the
best
that
I
can
So
let′s
have
a
drink
and
get
drunk
with
Hank
An'
may
the
outlaws
rise
again
Well
I'm
a
son
of
a
son
I′ve
gotten
shit
for
what
I′ve
said
an'
done
Well
I
remember
watchin′
ol'
Waylon
When
he
was
shootin′
his
shotgun
It's
a
certain
kinda
livin′
It's
a
certain
kinda
style
Not
everybody
likes
us
But
we
drive
some
folks
wild
Well
I
think
I'd
rather
eat
the
barrel
Of
a
double-barrel
loaded
shotgun
Than
to
hear
that
shit
they
call
pop-country
music
On
ninety-eight-point-one
Just
so
you
know,
so
it′s
set
in
stone
Kid
Rock
don′t
come
from
where
I
come
from
Yeah,
it's
true,
he′s
a
Yank,
he
ain't
no
son
of
Hank
And
if
you
even
thought
so
God-damn,
you′re
fuckin'
dumb
So
let′s
get
real
loud
Let's
get
stoned
and
proud
Pour
me
another
shot
of
whiskey
An'
this
one′s
for
the
south
It′s
a
certain
kinda
livin'
It′s
a
certain
kinda
style
Not
everybody
likes
us
But
we
we
drive
some
folks
wild
Not
everybody
likes
us
But
we
we
drive
some
folks
wild
Not
everybody
likes
us
But
we
we
drive
some
folks
wild
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