You even watched the world grow cold And even when your world was shakin' Even when your breath was taken Even when your blue eyes turned to gray Small town
: Now I don't know but I've been told There's a nun having fun and she lost her soul She's got cash, she got laid Now she's dealin' with me and she's
: I'm not a Buddha boy I'm not a Muslim man I'm not a Christian or a Jew I'm not a Mormon freak I'm not a Catholic geek And I'm nothing at all like
: I'm in control I got a bulletproof soul And I'm full of self-esteem I invented myself with no one's help I'm a prototype supreme I sit on my private
: I never kicked a dog, A child or my wife I never looked at pornography I swear it on my holy saint mother's life But somehow she's down here with me
: I wanna tell you a story It happened long ago About a redneck boy Down from tupelo I got the slick black hair I played a rock guitar I liked to shake