William's Son
Chris Knight
One shot from a lawman's gun
My father paid for the things he done
Mama got old when she was 31
I was born alone, I'm William's son
Back and forth to the foster homes
Til I figured out I was better off alone
I hold my head high when I walk these streets
Get suspicious looks from the people I meet
(Chorus)
And I'll spit in your eye, stand my ground
Just to keep my head from hangin down
Ain't gonna hide and I ain't gonna run
Hell ya'll know me, I'm William's son
I know it ain't right to feel this way
But I'm kinda glad my daddy got blown away
I know he grew up hard and he grew up mean
But meand little sister, no we ain't to blame
And we'll spit in your eye and stand our ground
Just to keep our heads from hangin down
We ain't gonna hide and we ain't gonna run
Hell ya'll know me, I'm Wiliam's son
And I'll spit in your eye, stand my ground
Just to keep my head from hangin down
Ain't gonna hide and I ain't gonna run
Hell ya'll know me, I'm William's son
I'm William's son
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