Walking Contradiction - James Wesley

People want to know right where I stand

I just keep it simple, I say it’s complicated man

Well you got your opinions and I got my views

But since you asked, let’s grab a glass and I’ll explain it to you

I go to the church, I go to bars

I read the Word, I read the stars

Dixie waves in my front yard

But the stars and stripes are in my heart

Yeah you might see gray but I’m black and white

Not afraid to love, not afraid to fight

I love my mama, hell raising Christian

A midnight run and a walking contradiction

I like my country mixed with a little rock

I plant my corn in rows, but there’s weeds in my crop

My dad retired from GM in the spring of '94

Well I’m loyal to my daddy, but hell I drive a Ford

I go to the church, I go to bars

I read the Word, I read the stars

Dixie waves in my front yard

But the stars and stripes are in my heart

Yeah you might see gray but I’m black and white

Not afraid to love, not afraid to fight

I love my mama, hell raising Christian

A midnight run and a walking contradiction

Yeah there a lot of folks out there just like me

We are what we are and we are what you see

We go to the church, we go to bars

We read the Word, we read the stars

Dixie waves in our front yards

But the stars and stripes are in our hearts

Yeah you might see gray, but we’re black and white

Not afraid to love not afraid to fight

We love our mamas, hell raising Christians

A midnight run and a walking contradiction

Yeah I love my mama, hell raising Christian

A midnight run and a walking contradiction