glitter ain't gold
Singer:whiskey myers
they're blowin smoke in mirrors
but i'm harder than an old black jack oak tree
never claimed to be a saint
i don't claim to be a god damn thang that i ain't
i was raised by the wolves in the woods
there's a curtain of pines
can't see that trailer on the hill from the road
workin hard for our money
saving cans all week to turn the man away
neighbors judge from their front porch
right behind the door their whole home's in a mess
i was raised by the wolves in the woods
i was raised by the wolves in the woods
i was raised by the wolves in the woods
i was raised by the wolves in the woods