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letra de judge my past - moccasin creek

[chorus: ronnie davis]
smoke filled rooms cocaine and whiskey
girls dancin’ on the bar
listen to the band while they’re playin’ my song
just some local boy rock n roll stars
the same routine in the same old jeans
every night lookin’ just to score
you can’t judge me by my past
i don’t live there anymore

[verse 1: brahma bull]
i remember small town nights and them big city dreams
remember sittin’ in the bar feelin’ like i was king
remember smoke filled rooms all the ladies in the back
the mounds of cocaine sittin’ right in my lap
yea the cash piled high card table full of hustlers
stolen .45 probably hotter than my m-ffler
crooked cop on speed dial, smokin’ weed at 9 mile
didn’t need the river to know i was in denial
fast cars fast women no slow down
back yard stack spendin’ go throw down
dancing with the devil like a high school prom
d-mn the calm before the storm i was the storm before the calm
n0body held my hand and drug me to that water
dehorsed this old horse turned it over to my father
hit my knees hands out as i looked up to the lord
don’t judge me by my past, i don’t live there anymore

[verse 2: brahma bull]
you can talk about my past, you can snicker point and laugh
but you don’t know the half so you should probably kiss my -ss
i never lied or tried to hide skeletons off in my closet
reached into my soul, grabbed the old and problem solved it
old roads, old clothes, old drugs in the nose
here i go another show, bright lights and i know
who i am, where i was, and what that old life was tellin’ me
i left that me in 03′, a couple pendin’ felonies
you think i’m proud of what i was and how i lived
you’ve got it wrong, hear my songs and watch how much i give
i took my role became a model a husband and a father
got away from fast livin’, walked away from the bottle
180 in the mirror recognizin’ who i am
mental state is gettin’ clearer ’cause i’m stickin’ to the plan
from bottom to the top, the ceilin’ to the floor
you can’t judge me by my past, ’cause i don’t live there anymore

smoke filled rooms cocaine and whiskey
girls dancin’ on the bar
listen to the band while they’re playin’ my song
just some local boy rock n roll stars
the same routine in the same old jeans
every night lookin’ just to score
you can’t judge me by my past
i don’t live there anymore

- moccasin creek

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