I was born in a small town
  In the hills of Tennessee
  Kentucky raised just a country boy
  That÷Ő all I÷Îl ever be
    Daddy ran a steel house
  To keep us kids alive
  Just doin?what he had to do after momma died
    Same people that called him no good
  Meet him in the back woods for a little taste
  He said I may take your money
  But don㦙 put yourself above me
  Don㦙 cut me down as you walk away
    飈uz you don㦙 know me, you don㦙 know who I am
  You don㦙 know the pain that I÷Ře been through
  So don㦙 judge me until you stand where I stand
  I don㦙 need you or anyone else to approve
  飈uz the blood in these veins is tried and true
    I left home at 16 with a guitar on my back
  Everything I called my own I carried in a paper sack
  Spent years of havin?nothin?sleepin?in my car
  Iűâ drive all day and play all night in the honky tonks and bars
    Same people that called me crazy
  Said that I÷Ď too lazy to amount to anything
  Are the first ones to the stage
  Just beggin for a little taste
  Say they knew me when nobody knew my name
    But you don㦙 know me, you don㦙 know who I am
  You don㦙 know the pain that I÷Ře been through
  So don㦙 judge me until you stand where I stand
  I don㦙 need you or anyone else to approve
  Cuz the blood in these veins is tried and true
    Same people that called me crazy
  Said that I÷Ď too lazy to amount to anything
  Are the first ones to the stage
  Just beggin for a little taste
  Say they knew me when nobody knew my name
    But you don㦙 know me, you don㦙 know who I am
  You don㦙 know the pain that I÷Ře been through
  So don㦙 judge me until you stand where I stand
  I don㦙 need you or anyone else to approve
  Cuz the blood in these veins is tried and true
    Oh the blood in these veins is tried and true.