Don't want no high rise tombstone Gonna gather up my saints Don't wanna hear you fussing If it is or if it ain't My life needs no witness And my burden is my own You gotta answer to somebody If you didn't learn then you didn't read Gotta live with it

If there's no way of knowing where's the answer, You should know if you need me by now, tell me how. You saw me in the first place, Who d'you think I am How can you be so two-faced And tell me where I stand Yeah, we've been here once before, I see you by

(This is country music) So turn it on, turn it up, and sing along This is real, this is your life in a song This is country music Well you're not supposed to say the word "cancer", in a song. And tellin' folks Jesus is the answer, can rub 'em wrong. It

(This is country music) So turn it on, turn it up, and sing along This is real, this is your life in a song This is country music Well you're not supposed to say the word "cancer", in a song. And tellin' folks Jesus is the answer, can rub 'em wrong. It

(This is country music) So turn it on, turn it up, and sing along This is real, this is your life in a song This is country music Well you're not supposed to say the word "cancer", in a song. And tellin' folks Jesus is the answer, can rub 'em wrong. It

If this ain't love 'Cause I don't know That's when she said "I don't hate you, boy, I just want to save you While there's still something left to save" That's when I told her "I love you, girl, but I'm not the answer For the questions that you still

(This is country music) So turn it on, turn it up, and sing along This is real, this is your life in a song This is country music Well you're not supposed to say the word "cancer", in a song. And tellin' folks Jesus is the answer, can rub 'em wrong. It

When there is reason tonight I'm awake When there's no answer arrive the silent man If there is balance tonight he's awake If they have to suffer there lies the silent man A question well served Is silence like a fever, A voice never heard Or a message

The world keeps turning as we latch on to the wheel Signal to noise becomes the answer Innocent die Signal to noise defines the reason Our wounds begin to heal Are we paying attention or are we drifting? Too much negative action, not enough positive

(This is country music) So turn it on, turn it up, and sing along This is real, this is your life in a song This is country music Well you're not supposed to say the word "cancer", in a song. And tellin' folks Jesus is the answer, can rub 'em wrong. It