Blind Man

Well I come from the backwoods
Telling me I’m no good
How do you know my name?
Live down that dirt road with a mud hole
And you don’t know
'Bout that sugar cane
Black water running through my veins
And you know you wish you came
From the same
Cuz I come from the backwoods
Telling me I’m no good
How do you know my name?
Oh, know my name
Well I come from the south side
Where the women wanna ride
Yeah, in my four wheel drive
Slippin' sideways down that highway
On a Friday
Drinking purple shine
Runnin' late but she can’t wait
Stop and drop that tailgate
Wishin' you were mine
Cuz I come from the backwoods
Telling me I’m no good
How do you know my name?
Oh, scream my name
Sweeter than anything on the vine
Raised on cornbread and apple pie
Can be tougher than leather hung out to dry
But the sweetest sound
Oooh, the sweetest sound is…
Sweeter than anything on the vine
Raised on cornbread and apple pie
Can be tougher than leather hung out to dry
And we believe an eye for an eye
Sweeter than anything on the vine
Raised on cornbread and applie pie
Can be tougher than leather hung out to dry
But the sweetest sound
Oooh, the sweetest sound is…