[Verse 1] There’s a dent in my truck door shaped like last July And a fence-wire scar that still catches my eye I say what I mean, sometimes more than I should Learned to make do with what I had and what I could [Chorus] I’m a little rough around the edges, a little red around the neck Got a stubborn streak a mile wide and a shirt that’s seen its best It ain’t just the way I was raised, it’s the way that keeps me sane Give me room to work, a little dirt beneath my nails And a long way home through the rain [Verse 2] Mama kept a coffee can full of screws and change Daddy fixed the old Ford with a crescent wrench and faith We didn’t have much, but we knew how to mend A busted gate, a bad week, or a favor for a friend [Chorus] I’m a little rough around the edges, a little red around the neck Got a stubborn streak a mile wide and a shirt that’s seen its best It ain’t just the way I was raised, it’s the way that keeps me sane Give me room to work, a little dirt beneath my nails And a long way home through the rain [Bridge] I’ve tried the polished talk, tried sitting still and smiling But my boots start itching and my thoughts run wild So I take the back road past the old feed store And come back knowing what I’m standing for [Final Chorus] I’m a little rough around the edges, a little red around the neck Still believe a hand you shake is one you ought to respect It ain’t just the way I was raised, it’s the way that keeps me sane Give me room to work, a little dirt beneath my nails And a long way home through the rain [Outro] A long way home through the rain That’s the way that keeps me sane
