Lyrics Hank Williams III

Hank Williams III

If The Shoe Fits

Sittin' up all night trying to have a good time

Singing my songs and trying to get paid

I've been roughed up beat up I

I've been cut I got a tattoo at a tender age

Never could respect a sheriff trying to break my neck

With a few friends and a can of mace

Born on the south side with a lot of rebel pride

Raised a lot of hell in my younger days

Hey, I can't help what I say

I could be right, I could be wrong

It just might hurt but it makes me strong

If the shoe fits, wear it and if the truth hurts, bear it

Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on living long

Yeah, it's a hard road to choose being good and paying dues

But that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on living long

Running hard, running free, never gonna catch me

Driving too fast on a black top road

Loaded up, hammered back I'll smack you with my tire jack

You better walk away before I carry you home

Passing my pig sty sleeping where the dogs lie

Anywhere I go is where I call my home

Been stoned, been straight, been to hell and heavens gate

I got thrown out when they said I didn't belong

Hey, I just keep movin' on

I could be right, I could be wrong

It just might hurt but it makes me strong

Well, if the shoe fits, wear it and if the truth hurts, bear it

Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on living long

Yeah, it's a hard road to choose, being good and paying dues

But that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on living long

Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on living long