Stand Your Ground Songtext
von IV and the Strange Band

Alcohol barter skills is what I′m doing now to pay these bills
No potters field or shallow grave
It ain't money I′m tryin' to save

Well, never did I need another
I was never good with others
Always had to hold my cover
Ryman gates still make me shudder

You can get right up or lay right down
That's the life in this southern town
Well, I don′t care what′s falling round
Well, that's the life in this Southern town
So stand your ground


I come from a stubborn blend
Like a thorn to tear the skin
That′s aspartame and coffee grounds
Is what I'm doing now to face these clowns
And I′ve got a jog, I've got a sod
I sink my feet there in the clod
To reach and grown out through my legs
Then touch the souls alive and dead

You can get right up or lay right down
That′s the life in this Southern town
Well, I don't care what's falling round
Well, that′s the life in this Southern town
So stand your ground

Living life on the edge of this town
And I fall and I kiss the ground
I ain′t lost and I ain't found

′Cause you can get right up or lay right down
That's the life in this Southern town
I don′t care what's falling round
That′s the life in this Southern town
That's the life in this Southern town
You must stand your ground

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
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