Karaoké Dyin' for a Livin' Muscadine Bloodline

Well my baby she's a-fussin' and a-cussin' as I'm packing the truck

I ain't working for her daddy and her momma thinks

I need to grow up

Yeah sangin' these songs is like slangin' a drug

Call it country band contraband

Can't get enough of this pickin', grinnin'

Dyin' for a livin'

Probably gonna kill me but it'd kill me if I didn't

It's a fix to my addiction it's a sin to my religion

It is what it is and it ain't what it isn't

I'm a honky-tonkin' dead man walkin' never quittin'

Just pickin', grinnin'

Dyin' for a livin', yeah

Well them rowdy little rodeo queens are struttin', cuttin' a rug

And them cocaine cowboys getting lit and tearin' it up

Yeah, the sun will be up before we call it a night

I know it's taking its toll but it's a hell of a high

Just pickin', grinnin'

Dyin' for a livin'

Probably gonna kill me but it'd kill me if I didn't

It's a fix to my addiction it's a sin to my religion

It is what it is and it ain't what it isn't

I'm a honky-tonkin' dead man walkin' never quittin'

Just pickin', grinnin'

Dyin' for a livin', yeah

Just a pickin', grinnin'

Dyin' for a livin'

Probably gonna kill me but it'd kill me if I didn't

It's a fix to my addiction it's a sin to my religion

It is what it is and it ain't what it isn't

I'm a honky-tonkin' dead man walkin' never quittin'

Just pickin', grinnin'

Dyin' for a livin'

I'm a honky-tonkin' dead man walkin' never quittin'

Just a pickin', grinnin'

Dyin' for a livin'