Album: Carrying On (2001)

Too Hard To Handle...Too Free To Hold


Everybody's talking saying this will never last
Trying to see the future
Judging me by my past
I've always been a sinner
But I've never claimed to be
Anymore than what I am
What you get is what you see

I've always had a wild side
I've always stood just a little outside the lines
Living on the edge out of control
Too hard to handle,
Too free to hold

Too hard to handle, and just too free to hold

I ain't no urban cowboy
I ain't no country plowboy
I'm a music man
I've got a whole lot of southern pride
A whole lot of rowdy friends

I've got whiskey on my breath
A big heart in my chest
I won't let you down
I'll stand up and fight
Lay down and die for the love I've found

I've always had a wild side
I've always stood just a little outside the lines
Living on the edge out of control
Too hard to handle,
Too free to hold
Too hard to handle, and just too free to hold

Too hard to handle and too free to hold