Hidden Good

Duration

3:04

Lyrics

I was born the black sheep of my clan Got very familiar with by Daddy’s ole right hand So, I ran away to see what trouble I could cause Got drunk a lot and didn’t obey the laws Well, I was raised right, but I always did wrong Felt like I was trying to sing someone else’s song People say we all got a little good inside Maybe my good likes to hide…deep inside I went to jail at the age of 25 Stabbed a man, he’s lucky he’s still alive The more I sat and thought inside my cell The more I figured I’d soon end up in hell But they let me out on a technicality Gave me my belongings and soon they let me free When I got out you’d think I’d pray and sob Instead I grabbed my knife and I went to finish the job Well, I was raised right, but I always did wrong Felt like I was trying to sing someone else’s song People say we all got a little good inside Maybe my good likes to hide…deep inside Now I’m on the run, they’re trying to catch me for my crimes I’ve given them the slip about a hundred times It’s in my blood, although some would say it’s sad But the lord made some of us good and some of us Bad… Well, I was raised right, but I always did wrong Felt like I was trying to sing someone else’s song People say we all got a little good inside Maybe my good likes to hide…deep inside