Bluegrass 11

Went out to the bar
On some Thursday night
I went with my girl
But it always seem to be some fight

I wanna be the best
No boss man for me
To create my song is where I am
No wrong moves just steps to my beat

I cannot believe in the wrong of my heart,
It beats so fast,
I wanna slow your voice,
And quicken yours ears,
Sing along to no more fears.

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