i'm a little country with a ode to soul don't know how it sounds define the role i'm the painter stride one with the beautiful with a path of truth to be foretold yea you gotta ride it out, ride it out this time leaving no room for doubt, hey ya in or you out across the county line gotta ride it out ride it out this time get the walls down, see i'm breaking out gotta find my answer to this lie, find my answer to this lie i got faith but i lost control let me run off at the cuff just trying to get some more i cried when i bust the beautiful didn't ask her heart don't wanna be responsible (ch)