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It’s been twelve years Since I refused to sell my soul To the devil Not for all the wealth Not for all the gold He slid a piece of paper in front of me Eyes bulging He said, Boy if you want to make it here You better listen to what I say What others say matters It’s the word on the ground Do you need that wife Do you need your friends around? And I said:  no, that’s not me I can only give so much I am who I am I’d never sell myself To please someone Who can never be pleased. My friends have always been there My family laid down for this land I’m not going to be what you want I’m not going to whiten my teeth Or lose a couple of pounds Because a country boy is all I’ll ever be A rattlesnake in the grass Saying: ‘don’t you tread on me’
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May 26, 2012
May 26, 2012 at 5:15 AM UTC
Temptation from Silicon Valley
It’s been twelve years Since I refused to sell my soul To the devil Not for all the wealth Not for all the gold He slid a piece of paper in front of me Eyes bulging He said, Boy if you want to make it here You better listen to what I say What others say matters It’s the word on the ground Do you need that wife Do you need your friends around? And I said:  no, that’s not me I can only give so much I am who I am I’d never sell myself To please someone Who can never be pleased. My friends have always been there My family laid down for this land I’m not going to be what you want I’m not going to whiten my teeth Or lose a couple of pounds Because a country boy is all I’ll ever be A rattlesnake in the grass Saying: ‘don’t you tread on me’
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English
May 26, 2012
May 26, 2012 at 5:15 AM UTC
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