Who's To Say Lyrics
| Song | Who's To Say |
| Artist | Pat Green |
| Album | Three Days |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Pat Green: | |
| I don’t wear my shirt tucked in | |
| I like a little bbq on | |
| Sunday Well | |
| I hang out with a rougher crowd | |
| Who drink too much, who talk too loud | |
| Don’t you know that it’s all right with me | |
| Yeah I don’t go to church too much, but | |
| I know that | |
| Jesus truly loves me | |
| And if he was here | |
| I’d be drinking beer and | |
| Hanging out and saving all of my friends, | |
| Amen Who’s to say and who are you to judge me anyway | |
| This is my road, | |
| I take the corner as fast as | |
| I can go Who’s to say at how | |
| I got so lucky anyway | |
| I am my own at least until the | |
| Man comes and takes me home | |
| Well I got my mama’s features, and my daddy’s fixtures | |
| All day long | |
| I been looking at pictures wondering | |
| How in the hell they came up with me | |
| Well, I’m crazy as a loon, | |
| I’m howling at the moon | |
| My baby, she don’t know what to do | |
| She’s wondering how in the hell she’s gonna stay with me | |
| Well, she’s been to church more than | |
| Billy Graham | |
| And she knows the | |
| Bible like the back of her hand | |
| Yeah but she drinks gin like it’s going out of style | |
| Oh, it makes me smile | |
| Yeah, who’s to say and who are you to judge me anyway | |
| This whole world spins, never gonna take that chance again | |
| Yeah who’s to say at how we got so lucky anyway | |
| We have a home, neither one of us will ever be alone | |
| It’s a lesson of survival | |
| To ride out every trial | |
| It’s the secret of forgiveness | |
| Way down deep inside | |
| Who’s to say and who are you ro judge me anyway | |
| This is my road, | |
| I take the corner as fast as | |
| I can go Yeah, who’s to say at how | |
| I got so lucky anyway | |
| I am my own at least until the angels come | |
| Angels gonna come and take me home |
| Pat Green: | |
| I don' t wear my shirt tucked in | |
| I like a little bbq on | |
| Sunday Well | |
| I hang out with a rougher crowd | |
| Who drink too much, who talk too loud | |
| Don' t you know that it' s all right with me | |
| Yeah I don' t go to church too much, but | |
| I know that | |
| Jesus truly loves me | |
| And if he was here | |
| I' d be drinking beer and | |
| Hanging out and saving all of my friends, | |
| Amen Who' s to say and who are you to judge me anyway | |
| This is my road, | |
| I take the corner as fast as | |
| I can go Who' s to say at how | |
| I got so lucky anyway | |
| I am my own at least until the | |
| Man comes and takes me home | |
| Well I got my mama' s features, and my daddy' s fixtures | |
| All day long | |
| I been looking at pictures wondering | |
| How in the hell they came up with me | |
| Well, I' m crazy as a loon, | |
| I' m howling at the moon | |
| My baby, she don' t know what to do | |
| She' s wondering how in the hell she' s gonna stay with me | |
| Well, she' s been to church more than | |
| Billy Graham | |
| And she knows the | |
| Bible like the back of her hand | |
| Yeah but she drinks gin like it' s going out of style | |
| Oh, it makes me smile | |
| Yeah, who' s to say and who are you to judge me anyway | |
| This whole world spins, never gonna take that chance again | |
| Yeah who' s to say at how we got so lucky anyway | |
| We have a home, neither one of us will ever be alone | |
| It' s a lesson of survival | |
| To ride out every trial | |
| It' s the secret of forgiveness | |
| Way down deep inside | |
| Who' s to say and who are you ro judge me anyway | |
| This is my road, | |
| I take the corner as fast as | |
| I can go Yeah, who' s to say at how | |
| I got so lucky anyway | |
| I am my own at least until the angels come | |
| Angels gonna come and take me home |
| Pat Green: | |
| I don' t wear my shirt tucked in | |
| I like a little bbq on | |
| Sunday Well | |
| I hang out with a rougher crowd | |
| Who drink too much, who talk too loud | |
| Don' t you know that it' s all right with me | |
| Yeah I don' t go to church too much, but | |
| I know that | |
| Jesus truly loves me | |
| And if he was here | |
| I' d be drinking beer and | |
| Hanging out and saving all of my friends, | |
| Amen Who' s to say and who are you to judge me anyway | |
| This is my road, | |
| I take the corner as fast as | |
| I can go Who' s to say at how | |
| I got so lucky anyway | |
| I am my own at least until the | |
| Man comes and takes me home | |
| Well I got my mama' s features, and my daddy' s fixtures | |
| All day long | |
| I been looking at pictures wondering | |
| How in the hell they came up with me | |
| Well, I' m crazy as a loon, | |
| I' m howling at the moon | |
| My baby, she don' t know what to do | |
| She' s wondering how in the hell she' s gonna stay with me | |
| Well, she' s been to church more than | |
| Billy Graham | |
| And she knows the | |
| Bible like the back of her hand | |
| Yeah but she drinks gin like it' s going out of style | |
| Oh, it makes me smile | |
| Yeah, who' s to say and who are you to judge me anyway | |
| This whole world spins, never gonna take that chance again | |
| Yeah who' s to say at how we got so lucky anyway | |
| We have a home, neither one of us will ever be alone | |
| It' s a lesson of survival | |
| To ride out every trial | |
| It' s the secret of forgiveness | |
| Way down deep inside | |
| Who' s to say and who are you ro judge me anyway | |
| This is my road, | |
| I take the corner as fast as | |
| I can go Yeah, who' s to say at how | |
| I got so lucky anyway | |
| I am my own at least until the angels come | |
| Angels gonna come and take me home |
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