Don't Mind Lyrics - Singles - Jared Blake

I was raised down an old dirt road 

Put the grit in my teeth and the gravel in my throat 

Put jesus in my heart and the devil on my mind 

Working my hands and the belt on my behind 

Never been the kind to run 

From nobody, I'm a smokin' gun 

I'm the bullet in the air and the fire in the night 

Blood on your knuckles and a finish to your fight 

And ('Cause) I don't mind gettin' rowdy 

I don't mind gettin' loud 

I dont' mind gettin' crazy 

I don't mind gettin' down 

I don't mind gettin' dirty 

I don't mind raisin' hell 

I don't mind, don't mind very well 

When I was 16 I had an old Ford 

Had rust on the hood, had a dent in the door 

Had a big block engine; She was 4-wheel drive 

Guess we was doin about 95 

Blue lights flashed outta my rear view 

Small-town cops; nothin' better to do 

Tore through a field; rolled the truck 3 times 

Lucky for me, I crossed the county line 

BRIDGE 

I am the son of a son of a son of a workin man 

That's what I am 

Aw, but when Friday comes 

I cash my check with bottles in both hands 

(Yeah, Yeah-Yeah) 

No, C'mon! 

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