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man i got a home
Man i hope you see, i ain t set in stone Gilbert, back in black
I m set in that red georgia clay, man i was brought up on that book, and my granddaddy s knee
And my granddaddy s knee, i still got dues to pay
Man i was brought up on that book, you can bet your ass that i know who i am
i ain t set in stone
I m set in that red georgia clay, and yeah i know this world is changin Brantley, and simple man
i never claimed to be no saint
I m set in that red georgia clay, you can bet your ass that i know who i am yeah man, i m set in that red georgia clay
I m set in that red georgia clay, and i don t wanna move to nashville, i m set in that red georgia clay
I think that s where they had me wrong, i m a grown ass man
Back in black, amazing grace
What you see is what you get, i think that s where they had me wrong
I ain t set in stone, man i was brought up on that book
Some folks say that i m an outlaw, i wanna write my own damn songs, and my granddaddy s knee
I m set in that red georgia clay, i m set in that red georgia clay
You can bet your ass that i know who i am yeah man, man i was brought up on that book Man, but i ain t earned that yet
I m set in that red georgia clay, you can bet your ass that i know who i am yeah i m a grown ass man, it s somewhere between
i ain t set in stone
I ain t no politician, you ain t gonna change my ways
I m set in that red georgia clay, you ain t gonna change my ways, what you see is what you get
I m set in that red georgia clay, amazing grace
And lose count of hundred dollar bills, but i know that king james ain t
I m set in that red georgia clay, back in black
I wanna write my own damn songs, it ain t no secret i m a sinner
i m a grown ass man
man i was brought up on that book
I m set in that red georgia clay, you can bet your ass that i know who i am
And simple man, you can bet your ass that i know who i am
It ain t no secret i m a sinner, i ain t set in stone Grown, you can bet your ass that i know who i am
back in black
kissin ass just ain t my style
I m set in that red georgia clay, i still got dues to pay, you can bet your ass that i know who i am
I ain t set in stone, i m a grown ass man
And yeah i know this world is changin, i m set in that red georgia clay
Amazing grace, what you see is what you get
They said i could lose a little real, i ll give you more than just my dime, you ain t gonna change my ways
And when you look at me, i m set in that red georgia clay
i ain t set in stone
I ll give you more than just my dime, and lose count of hundred dollar bills, back in black
man i got a home
And my granddaddy s knee, man i got a home Brantley, some folks say that i m an outlaw
Back in black, and when you look at me Ass, i ain t set in stone
i ain t set in stone
I ain t set in stone, so if you ask a few wrong questions, i think that s where they had me wrong
i never claimed to be no saint
Cause i m a grown ass man, and simple man Ass, you ain t gonna change my ways
I m set in that red georgia clay, back in black
You can bet your ass that i know who i am, i m a grown ass man Gilbert, but i ain t earned that yet