Denver or Wherever
Born in the back of a shack down in Tuscaloosa, Alabama
They tried to make him bad he looked up
and said 'I'm no loser'
Chorus:
'Cause for nickels and dimes he could play his guitar he could rhyme
He could do it every time, in Denver, or wherever
He left his happy home, his mamma she sat lowing, she was crying
You know he went out on the road,
that's the only life that he knew worked fine
Chorus
You know he would've took a wife if he had any kind of life
he could give to her
Chorus +:
He could do it every time, either in Denver, or forever
by: José Duarte