From the recording Small Town Sinner
Lyrics
Hands in cuffs, face in the paper
Broke a few hearts, now a law breaker
I called home just to tell em I made the news
Might've been raised on pearls & ribbon
But champagne sippin' ain't my kinda living
Never been one to follow any rules
Black boots, black sunnies, my Sunday best
Got the whole town praying saying"bless this mess"
But I bet they'd reconsider
With a little fun & a lot more liquor
I know she tried to raise me right
But living on the edge is worth the price
Tried to paint me a perfect picture
But mamas little saint is a small town sinner
Think before I speak, nah that ain't for me
I tell em how it is & I say what I mean
Shootin' straight from the hip is the way I talk
But pulling that trigger ain't mamas kinda southern drawl
Black boots, black sunnies, my Sunday best
Got the whole town praying saying"bless this mess"
But I bet they'd reconsider
With a little fun & a lot more liquor
I know she tried to raise me right
But living on the edge is worth the price
Tried to paint me a perfect picture
But mamas little saint is a small town sinner
Small town small town sinner
Small town small town sinner baby
Small town small town sinner
Everybody's gonna try but you're never gonna fix her
Black boots, black sunnies, my Sunday best
Got the whole town praying saying"bless this mess"
But I bet they'd reconsider
With a little fun & a lot more liquor
I know she tried to raise me right
But living on the edge is worth the price
Tried to paint me a perfect picture
But mamas little saint is a small town
Mamas little saint is a small town
Tried to paint me a perfect picture but
Mamas little saint is a sinner