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Waylon & Willie III
01. Money, Sex, Drugs
02. New Orleans
03. Poor Man’s Mansion
04. Sweet Child
05. Love is a War
06. Shot Through the Heart
07. Outlaw Classics
08. Checkmate
09. Do it for Me
10. Take it Slow
Yeah
When the pain gets loud you gotta sing louder
Waylon and Willie

Who likes domestic dispute?
Her heart wears the scars and a bruise from abuse
Cries for help but her family couldn't hear
So she's clawin' at the face of a demon in the mirror
Heartbreak familiar, will she ever find love?
Prays to the sky, will the stars ever align
Or winds up fallin' to her knees, can't stand the pain
Cuts so deep, usein' drugs as a band aid
Champagne bring the snakes to her landscape
Barefoot and broken glass, dancin' while the band plays
Hard to sing your favorite song with a sad face
Life's so short, gotta treat it like a drag race

Sweet child of mine
Things are gonna get easier, things are gonna get easier
Sweet child of mine
Things are gonna get easier, things are gonna get easier
Love is life, life is hard, it becomes all the same
Dance wild, sing loud, then drown out all your pain
Sweet child of mine
Things are gonna get easier, things are gonna get easier, yeah

She was only five when her uncle first touched her
Daddy ain't around, step mother don't love her
She ain't understand, her whole life she would suffer
She was 17 when she first fucked for some money
It's so easy for you to call the girl a whore
When you don't know nothin' about her except what she wore
While you sit on your throne, and you spit on your floor
You don't know that poor girl, her soul has been at war
Shit's so real I had to write it in a song
So tell me, who do you think is right or wrong?
They blame it on her but what about
The man spendin' his families money
Cheatin' on his wife all along, I'm just sayin'

Sweet child of mine
Things are gonna get easier, things are gonna get easier
Sweet child of mine
Things are gonna get easier, things are gonna get easier
Love is life, life is hard, it becomes all the same
Dance wild, sing loud, then drown out all your pain
Sweet child of mine
Things are gonna get easier, things are gonna get easier, yeah

Sweet child of mine
Things are gonna get easier, things are gonna get easier
Sweet child of mine
Things are gonna get easier, things are gonna get easier