Child Of This Land

Every where I go Trouble seems to find me Ain't no place that I fit in Raised in the backwoods And just like him Oh I'm a fighting man I was born With a gun in my hand A child of this land Lord please save me from my sins Out here howling in the wind Look to the West To see your sunset Sunday kneel at the pew This old wasteland it is my land Round here I do what I want to do I was born With a gun in my hand A child of this land Lord please save me from my sins Out here howling in the wind Every where I go Trouble seems to find me Ain't no place that I fit in