ترانه:
Josh Thompson Way Out Here

'm a sinner If heaven had a limit On the number of commandments you could break Before they just cast your soul away Well then there's no doubt Where I'll be headin' when I check out

I've heard about guys that go off the deep end Slap out of their minds, and sometimes they dive in To whiskey and women and all sorts of sinnin' Over

Eighteen bucks an hour and A million dollar tan All them women whistle at me While I'm working for the man Making me some cold hard cash Out in that

been me I'll take the blame when it's my fault Get knocked down and stand up tall Screamin', "Bring it on, I ain't scared!" Never gone out of my way

I blame this new tattoo on a hundred proof bottle of whiskey And the scar on my cheek to an '84 Jeep and an oak tree Blame the cussin' on my Daddy, good

always been me I'll take the blame when it's my fault Get knocked down and stand up tall Screamin', "Bring it on, I ain't scared!" Never gone out of my way

I blame this new tattoo on a hundred proof bottle of whiskey And the scar on my cheek to an '84 Jeep and an oak tree Blame the cussin' on my Daddy, good

it's our backwoods way of livin' you're concerned with You can leave us alone We're about John Wayne, Johnny Cash and John Deere Way out here, way out here

won't be lonely long By the time that first beer is gone I'll be floatin' on a neon cloud with my friends around We'll be raising up our glasses and singing out