IV and The Strange Band - Stand Your Ground

Alcohol barter skills is what I'm doing now to pay these bills
No potters field or shallow grave
It ain't money I'm tryin' to save

Well never did I need another
I was never good with others
Always had to hold my cover
Ryman gates still make me shudder


You can get right up or lay back down
That's the life in this southern town
Well I don't care what's fallin round
Well that's the life in this southern town
So boy stand your ground

I come from a stubborn blend
Like a thorn to tear the skin
That's aspartame and coffee grounds
Is what I'm using to face these clowns

I got a log
I got some sod
I sink my feet there in the clod
To reach and grown out through my legs
to touch the souls alive and dead



Livin life on the edge of this town
And I fall and I kiss the ground
I ain't lost but I ain't found

Written by:
EVERTON DENNIS WILLIAMS, ROWEN JOHNSON

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