[Verse 1]
You don't know the half of it
You don't know the lineage
The shades of gray that sit between
The things you think are black and white
It's outta sight, outta mind
The law might stink, but the law man might look over
Where the pace of life is slower

[Verse 2]
Well, plain as day ain't plain and sample
Ain't plain to see when it come to kinfolk
I'd rather be off bream bed fishin' 'stead of
Rackin' shells and hell comes to givin'
Killin' time instead of the killin'
Over land and last names of women
Take what you can, it ain't worth the givin'
Lord, I ain't livin' right
Pray the Lord my soul to keep and take away
If I should die tonight

[Verse 3]
Well, them boys way down in Dixie, they don't pity no fool
They tend to go lookin' for trouble and they don't play by the rules
There's been a shootout in Saraland, addin' fuel to the fire
We got a couple families feudin' over fence posts and wires
It's been a-stirrin' and stewin' for a couple hundred years now
Post dates that Civil War surrender at the Appomattox courthouse
Couple of 'em ol' Johnny rebels had to come home to settle down
They fought on the same side at Shiloh, but they're enemies now
And it goes on down and on down and on down it goes
They were born into somethin' that'll get you laid in a hole
And it goes on down and on down and on down the line
Got a bullet with your name on it, it's just a matter of time
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