Gotta Be Me

I'm a long country mile from bein' in style

Dirty hat and cowboy boots

I cut my teeth on them old outlaw songs

My daddy used to listen to

Guess it's in my genes

I gotta be me

Yeah, I say what I think

But sometimes I drink

And when I do, I drink too much

Wind up on my back

My eyes shinin' black

And I know it's all because, bad as it might be

Hey, I gotta be me

You can wind me up an dine me

You can polish up and shine me

But the real thing's gonna shine through

It ain't always pretty, but the cowboy in me

Couldn't change if he wanted

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Yeah, I had a girl, her name was Pearl

I think she's up in Arkansas

She raised her voice and gave me a choice

'Tween singin' in a Honkeytonk or a J-O-B

And as you can see, I gotta be me

Yeah, you can wine me up and dine me

You can polish up an shine me

But the real thing's gonna shine through

It ain't always pretty but the cowboy in me

Couldn't change if he wanted to

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Yeah, I'm a rusty old truck you see out front

'Tween the Lexis and the Coupe de Ville

The one of a kind, that some try to find

Some are hopin' that they never will

Still I do my thing

'Cause I gotta be me

Yeah, like it or not, this is all I got

And I gotta be me