G Bm C twice made Sometimes I put some grit into it and sing as loud as I can And I scream and yell at the crowd hoping that they understand And sometimes they yell back and it’s as crazy as it can be And I think to myself, what a hell of a life I lead Chorus Solo Sometimes it’s just real slow and tender as it can be And I look into your eyes and I wish you could see what I see You may not want to listen, you may not like my style But I promise you before the end of the night, there’s somethi (allcountrytabs.com)
