Williamâ??s Son Chris Knight ENOUGH ROPE CAPO II DROP D [D]ONE SHOT FROM THE LAWMAN'S GUN MY [F]FATHER PAID FOR THE [C]THINGS HE [D]DONE MOMMA GOT OLD WHEN SHE WAS 31 I WAS BORN ALONE I AM WILLIAMS SON BACK AND FORTH TO THE FOSTER HOME TIL I FIGURED OUT I WAS BETTER OFF ALONE I HOLD MY HEAD HIGH WHEN I WALK THESE STREETS GET SUSPICIOUS LOOKS FROM THE PEOPLE I MEET CHORUS: I S[D]PIT IN YOUR EYE AND STAND MY GROUND JUST TO[F] KEEP MY HEAD FROM [C]HANGIN [D]DOWN [D]AINT GONNA HIDE AND I AINT (allcountrytabs.com)
