Country song

I’m the youngest son of a family of three
I don’t know what happened to me
Must have fallen out the family tree
That’s me.

We’d sit at the table discussing life
You could have cut the air with a carving knife
All seemed too much trouble and strife
For me

The world can be easy and the world can be tough
You gotta be made of some pretty strong stuff
Don’t give it away when you aint gotta enough
Liberty 

There’s people out there that’ll take your life
No sooner look at you than stick in a knife
So don’t think once and don’t think twice
You’ll see 

But now I’m a little bit older than that
I’ve been around and I know where it’s at
Some people think I’m a really cool cat
We’ll see

So watch out world here I come
That bulge in my pocket is a loaded gun
So don’t hang around or your gonna get some 
Of me