who I sam

THAT'S WHO I AM

Written by: Barry P. Foley
Copyright @ 14 July 2012 Göttingen

You might think you know me, by the poster on the wall
You see me on this stage, with this old guitar
The lines on my face, or them callous on my hands
Don't tell the real story, about who I am

I've travelled down many roads, found a bunch were hard
To make my place in the world, never thought I'd get this far
Beat them at their own game, maybe you'll understand
Living life under my terms now, that's who I am

More than a time or two, when I've spoken my mind
I paid a heavy price, some say I was left behind
It's wasn't about right or wrong never gave a damn
Just bet it all on the black, that's who I am

I still speak my mind, every now and then
Ain't worried about the price, I pay in the end
That'll all behind me now, I'm finally in command
Singing songs with this old guitar, that's who I am

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