Текст песни Son of Bourbon (Live) - Blackberry Smoke

I'm a son of the bourbon, I'm a son of a bitch.
I'm a dying breed of rock and roll, been passed up in a ditch.
Well, I've been up against the law, I served some time in jail.
I've been known for getting stoned and raised my share of hell
They went back to Alabama one cold October day.
Soon as I was born my daddy up and ran away.
We got by on gettin by, we lived from week to week.
As long as I got two good hands I'll work to earn my keep
I'm a son of the bourbon, I'm a son of a bitch.
I'm a dying breed of rock and roll, been passed up in a ditch.
Well, I've been up against the law, I served some time in jail.
I've been known for getting stoned and raised my share of hell
My momma drinks scotch whiskey and my daddy drinks Jim Bean.
I was conceived just outside of New Orleans.
When my life is over and my time has come to pass.
Bury me upside down so the world can kiss my ass
I'm a son of the bourbon, I'm a son of a bitch.
I'm a dying breed of rock and roll, been passed up in a ditch.
Well, I've been up against the law, I served some time in jail.
I've been known for getting stoned and raised my share of hell.
I've been known for getting stoned and raised my share of hell