Gotta Be Me

I'm a long country mile from bein' in style
 Dirty hat and cowboy boots
 I cut my teeth on them old outlaw songs
 My daddy used to listen to
 Guess it's in my genes
 I gotta be me
 Yeah, I say what I think
 But sometimes I drink
 And when I do, I drink too much
 Wind up on my back
 My eyes shinin' black
 And I know it's all because, bad as it might be
 Hey, I gotta be me
 You can wind me up an dine me
 You can polish up and shine me
 But the real thing's gonna shine through
 It ain't always pretty, but the cowboy in me
 Couldn't change if he wanted
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 Yeah, I had a girl, her name was Pearl
 I think she's up in Arkansas
 She raised her voice and gave me a choice
 'Tween singin' in a Honkeytonk or a J-O-B
 And as you can see, I gotta be me
 Yeah, you can wine me up and dine me
 You can polish up an shine me
 But the real thing's gonna shine through
 It ain't always pretty but the cowboy in me
 Couldn't change if he wanted to
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 Yeah, I'm a rusty old truck you see out front
 'Tween the Lexis and the Coupe de Ville
 The one of a kind, that some try to find
 Some are hopin' that they never will
 Still I do my thing
 'Cause I gotta be me
 Yeah, like it or not, this is all I got
 And I gotta be me