The following lyrics is what is playing non stop repeat right now. It brings me back to dancing to this amazing band in Brandon, SD after my aunts wedding this past weekend.
Music has always been my therapy to help me through all seasons of life. This song, hearing it live, I literally felt the beat in my bones. I could feel it running through my veins and I danced. I danced like no one was watching. I didn't care what I looked like, because I was in a zone. I had this calm come over me as I was there...living in the moment and being thankful for all that I have; my family, my daughter, my health, my opportunity to go back to school, and feeling LOVE.
I rocked to this song! The drummer killed it, and their main singer was amazing! So grateful to have spent the night with family who is always looking out for me, and of course my handsome wedding date.




To everyone who has always been there.
XOXO
~A
Lyrics
No there ain't nothing that I gotta prove
You think your words will make me black and blue
But I, I think I'm pretty with these old boots on
I think its funny when I drink too much, hey
You try and change me you can go to hell
'Cause I don't want to be nobody else
I like the chip I got in my front teeth
And I got bad tattoos you won't believe
You think your words will make me black and blue
But I, I think I'm pretty with these old boots on
I think its funny when I drink too much, hey
You try and change me you can go to hell
'Cause I don't want to be nobody else
I like the chip I got in my front teeth
And I got bad tattoos you won't believe
So kick out the jams, kick up the soul
Pour another glass of that rock and roll
Turn up the band, fire in the hole
Gonna lose control tonight
Pour another glass of that rock and roll
Turn up the band, fire in the hole
Gonna lose control tonight
What do you want from me, I'm not America's sweetheart
So beat the drum with me, I'm not America's sweetheart
So beat the drum with me, I'm not America's sweetheart
Well they say I'm too loud for this town
So I lit a match and burned it down
What do you want from me, I'm not America's sweetheart
But you love me anyway
So I lit a match and burned it down
What do you want from me, I'm not America's sweetheart
But you love me anyway
My hands are dirty and my heart is cold
The boys I've been with say I got no soul, when I
I meet another honey at the bar
I'll think it's funny when I break his heart, hm now
My kind of medicine is whiskey straight
I got a mouth to put you in your place, and they
They said I'll never be the poster type
But they don't make posters of my kind of life
The boys I've been with say I got no soul, when I
I meet another honey at the bar
I'll think it's funny when I break his heart, hm now
My kind of medicine is whiskey straight
I got a mouth to put you in your place, and they
They said I'll never be the poster type
But they don't make posters of my kind of life
So kick out the jams, kick up the soul
Pour another glass of that rock and roll
Turn up the band, fire in the hole
Gonna lose control tonight
Pour another glass of that rock and roll
Turn up the band, fire in the hole
Gonna lose control tonight
What do you want from me, I'm not America's sweetheart
So beat the drum with me, I'm not America's sweetheart
So beat the drum with me, I'm not America's sweetheart
Well they say I'm too loud for this town
So I lit a match and burned it down
So I lit a match and burned it down
What do you want from me, I'm not America's sweetheart
But you love me anyway
But you love me anyway
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
You love me anyway (yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh)
You love me anyway
You love me anyway (yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh)
You love me anyway
Kick out the jams, kick up the soul
Pour another glass of that rock and roll
Turn up the band, fire in the hole, holler if you ready,
Gonna lose control
Pour another glass of that rock and roll
Turn up the band, fire in the hole, holler if you ready,
Gonna lose control
Kick out the jams, kick up the soul
Pour another glass of that rock and roll
Turn up the band, fire in the hole
Gonna lose control tonight
Pour another glass of that rock and roll
Turn up the band, fire in the hole
Gonna lose control tonight
What do you want from me, I'm not America's sweetheart
So beat the drum with me, I'm not America's sweetheart
So beat the drum with me, I'm not America's sweetheart
Well they say I'm too loud for this town
So I lit a match and burned it down
So I lit a match and burned it down
What do you want from me, I'm not America's sweetheart
But you love me anyway
But you love me anyway
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
You love me anyway (yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh)
You love me anyway
You love me anyway (yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh)
You love me anyway
I'm not America's sweetheart, no, no, no
Songwriters: Martin Johnson / Tanner Schneider
America's Sweetheart lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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