I Ain't Ashamed - Tim Montana

A little rough round the edges, yeah, but that’s who I am

Got as much dirt in my banks as I do on my hands

I sweat full my dollars through this blue-collar I wear

So go on and call me whatever, I really don’t care

I ain’t ashamed of the way I was raised

I ain’t ashamed of the choices I’m made

Just writing my story I’m good with no glory

Long as I go out it on place, I ain’t ashamed

I live of the land, you won’t see my hand reaching out

I come from a long line of fuck it, we’ll make it somehow

And I say what I mean, and I mean every last word I said

I laid down with my conscience and I don’t wake up with regret

I ain’t ashamed of the way I was raised

I ain’t ashamed of the choices I’m made

Just writing my story I’m good with no glory

Long as I go out it on place, I ain’t ashamed, no

Me and my lady like to get crazy as hell

She ain’t no angel but I ain’t no angel myself

I ain’t ashamed of the way I was raised

I ain’t ashamed of the choices I’m made

Just writing my story I’m good with no glory

Long as I go out it on place, I ain’t ashamed, no

I ain’t ashamed

I ain’t ashamed,

No, I ain’t ashamed