Story of a quarryman If I could freeze time in my own hands The precious disgrace from my own hands I brought this on by my own hands Gonna buy me a bucket and a hammer of nails Board up the windows and head for the trails And that's what I get for

'Cause it ain't easy No, it ain't easy It ain't easy I walk a hard line, winding road Don't really know where it's gonna go Seems like trouble's my best friend Soon as I get out, I'm back in again It's a wonder, I ain't all alone

I am not throwing away my shot Hey yo, I’m just like my country I’m young, scrappy and hungry And I’m not throwing away my shot When are these colonies gonna rise up? And I am not throwing away my shot We’re gonna rise up (time to take a shot) I’ma get a

Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition He pushed me 'round Now I'm drawin' the line He lived his life Now I'm gonna go live mine I'm sick of wastin' my time Well now I've been good for way too long Found my red dress and I'm gonna throw it on 'Bout to

(I got that) Adrenaline momentum (venom) Ever gonna slow up and I'm They ain't gonna know what hit 'em Ready to snap any moment I'm (W-W-When they get bit with the) Not knowing when I'm Thinkin' it's time to go get 'em Thinking it's time to go get 'em

Unwind, unwind, unwind it When life gets too tight it's time to unwind it Kick back on the front porch with a cold one in my hand I've had my nose on that work-a-day grindstone Gonna get my chill on tonight and I've been wound up too tight, I've been

Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition He pushed me 'round Now I'm drawin' the line He lived his life Now I'm gonna go live mine I'm sick of wastin' my time Well now I've been good for way too long Found my red dress and I'm gonna throw it on 'Bout to

Yeah, it's a good, good, good to be alive It's a crazy, perfect, messed up, beautiful ride This world could throw me anything with you by my side Gonna find us a couple of glasses Gonna pour us a bottle of wine There ain't no better way to get this Long

And let this winter pass on by Peoples, I'm gonna have to go Call my baby You know the little girl fail to come If I call my baby You know the little girl would fail to come Hot spring water Oh, yeah boy, wouldn't help her none I mean, wouldn't help her

(Lookin' through the window) Lookin' through the windows (Lookin' through the window) (Remember) Just remember whatever makes you feel that way Don't you worry 'cause I'm gonna stay To keep on lookin' through the windows (Lookin' through the windows)