Don't be insecure If your heart is pure Don't know wrong from right You're still good to me if you're a bad kid, baby A bad kid, baby A bad kid baby One of the bad kids I'm a bad kid Oh I'm a bad kid

My mother told me, before she passed away Said son when I'm gone don't forget to pray 'Cause there'll be hard times, hard times, oh yeah Who knows better than I? Well, I soon found out, just what she meant When I had to pawn my clothes, just to pay my

But don't ask me what I think of you I can't help about the shape I'm in I can't sing, I ain't pretty and my legs are thin I might not give the answer that you want me to Now, when I talked to God, I knew He'd understand He said, "Stick by my side and

In you, don't you? I can see my baby swingin' His Parliament's on fire and his hands are up On the balcony and I'm singing Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, I'm in love I can see my sweet boy swayin' He's crazy y Cubano como yo lala On the balcony and I'm saying

'Cause we don't need Another pretty boy, singing pretty songs We country boys, doing country outlaw We need another Haggard, or Johnny Cash Somebody chewing tobacco, and whipping ass I need a preacher, I need a savior How about y'all? Can I get an

Don't break Yeah, you'll pull through it, You're safe Oh, ooh ooh And you can do it, Yes, you can do it Lonely float got in the way You are the feel, and knew it anyway Take a chance, it wasn't what you know

I'll fly with you You are, oh! And I'll fly with you I still believe in your eyes I just don't care what You've done in your life Don't leave me waiting too long Please come by! I, I, I, I still believe in your eyes

Tell me why you ain’t been callin’ Tell me why you waste my time Tell me why you won’t just tell me it’s alright (stop the show) No reason no warning Oh your words weren't deep Yeah I feel like a fool, I'm yours to keep Don't you think I need the truth?

This is not for you Restless soul, enjoy your youth Like Muhammad hits the truth Can't escape from the common rule If you hate something, don't you do it, too Small my table, sits just two Got so crowded, I can't make room Oh, where did they come from?

Desperado, why don't you come to your senses, You'd better let somebody love you, You've been out ridin' fences for so long now, Oh and you're a hard one, but I know that you've got your reasons, The things that are pleasin' you can hurt you somehow.