Blood Songtext
von Jon Stork

I′m a foldin' knife in old blue jeans
I′m a loaded up tool box .243
A little more off than on the rails
Raised up, on raising hell

I'm a quarter in a jukebox country song
I'm boots in a bar till the lights come on
A double on the tab, a toke out back
I′m a back road back row sinner at that

You can blame on my blood
Cause where I′m from
Runs through my veins, like a mustang no reins
Chasing down the sun
It's who I am, it′s what I've done
I′m a little hard headed, even harder to love
You can blame it on my blood


I'm a hello goodbye gust off wind
I′m a farewell letter from start to end
I could tell when you sat (down) next to me
I'm what you want not what you need

You can blame on my blood
Cause where I'm from
Runs through my veins, like a mustang no reins
Chasing down the sun
It′s who I am, it′s what I've done
I′m a little hard headed, even harder to love
You can blame it on my blood

You can blame on my blood
Cause where I'm from
Runs through my veins, like a mustang no reins
Chasing down the sun
It′s who I am, it's what I′ve done
I'm a little hard headed, even harder to love
You can blame it on my blood