I was the kid who didn't talk too much Left of center mid-child I love paintin' up dreams in my head Full of colors from the radio dial Never did have a doubt I knew that I'd be doin' What I'm doin' now Pick six silver strings Found a voice Found wings Found Jesus in this almost town I'll always be the kid That never could fit in Black sheep in the promised land And I'll always be the son a gun Outrunnin' the shadow of his old man Yeah, this world will write ya off If you don't fit in a box And call you lost For goin' against the grain The older I get The clearer it is I'll always be the kid Tryin' to find his way I'll always be the kid With a pinch of Skoal in his lip Eyes hidin' under the bill of his hat And I'll always be the kid That no one knows what to do with Who's a little too this Or a little too that I'll always be the kid That never could fit in Black sheep in the promised land And I'll always be the son a gun Outrunnin' the shadow of his old man Yeah, this world will write ya off If you don't fit in a box And call you lost For goin' against the grain The older I get The clearer it is I'll always be the kid Tryin' to find his way No way around it I'm bound to burn out or die young Ain't got it in me To give in and give up Only time will tell What the hell I become But I'll always be that middle finger kid that I was I'll always be the kid That never could fit in Black sheep in the promised land And I'll always be the son a gun Outrunnin' the shadow of his old man Yeah, this world will write ya off If you don't fit in a box And call you lost For goin' against the grain The older I get The clearer it is I'll always be the kid Tryin' to find his way