Mike Riley

Lyrics

I was 12 years old
Had a lip full of Skoal

Walking from the pasture down to the creek
When my best friend with a shit earring grin
Said he'd give me his allowance for the week

If I held on tight to that electric fence
I didn't think twice and tried not to flinch
He gave me 5 dollars and 88 cents
And id do it all again if I had a chance

I was born a gamblin' man
I hope it's God and all the angles
That are holding my hand
If it ain't the Lord making my moves
When I get to heaven
Lord I got some explaining to do

I was on a date making out
By the lake
With Ashlee and a cold 6 pack
She knew I couldn't swim said we'd go
Skinny-dipping if I made it to the rock
And back

Well I jumped right in and I flailed my arms
I sunk like a peach in a moonshine jar
She pulled me out and gave me CPR
I'm glad I lost that one cause I was In her arms

I was born a gamblin' man
I hope it's God and all the angles
That are holding my hand
If it ain't the Lord making my moves
When I get to heaven
Lord I got some explaining to do

All the T R O U B L E is worth the damage done
Mr. Singletary said it best
You can never have too much fun

I was born a gamblin' man
I hope it's God and all the angles
That are holding my hand
If it ain't the Lord making my moves
When I get to heaven
Lord I got some explaining to do