(George Moulton)



Everybody's talking saying this will never last

Trying to see the future

Judging me by my past

I've always been a sinner

But I've never claimed to be

Anymore than what I am

What you get is what you see



I've always had a wild side

I've always stood just a little outside the lines

Living on the edge out of control

Too hard to handle,

Too free to hold



Too hard to handle, and just too free to hold



I ain't no urban cowboy

I ain't no country plowboy

I'm a music man

I've got a whole lot of southern pride

A whole lot of rowdy friends



I've got whiskey on my breath

A big heart in my chest

I won't let you down

I'll stand up and fight

Lay down and die for the love I've found



I've always had a wild side

I've always stood just a little outside the lines

Living on the edge out of control

Too hard to handle,

Too free to hold

Too hard to handle, and just too free to hold



Too hard to handle and too free to hold