Stone Cold

(Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm)
I don’t wake up to the sun
I don’t take shit from no one
I don’t waste time on my run
I just let ‘em talk to my gun
I shoot and I walk on and on and on
I’m a stone-cold rider (stone cold)
(Whoa-oh)
I’m a stone-cold rider (stone cold)
I rock shackles and chains (yeah)
Diamonds shakin’ on my neck (on my neck)
Ridin’ on an old paint (yeah)
She takes off in the sticks (in the sticks)
Rhinestones on the reins (yeah)
Don’t bite down too hard (too hard)
‘Cause they don’t give a fuck who you are (who you are)
(Whoa-oh)
I’m a stone-cold rider