Appalachian Kin Lyrics

Saturday night, get fucked up, go Downtown

Find something I regret, morning Comes around

It'll do it to ya, little thing called Karma

That's why I be good, just as much As I can

Sometimes I can't be good,

Blame it on the Devil

It's in the bloodline of Appalachian Kin

Them West Virginian natives, Mostly all are outlaws

Rollin' through the mountains With liquor and pills

Attending church on Sunday, Hungover on God's grace

Feels good while it lasts, but it's Shortly lived

I was born a sinner, in a world of Evil

I was destined to be, that's what Destiny is

I can't be good on the weekends,

Anybody out there

Save me if you can,

I can hear you crying

I can't come inside yet

It's in the bloodline of Appalachian Kin

Remember the times, when we Were younger

Head full of doubts, heart full of Love

I can still feel the weight, weighing Deep on my shoulders

Growing into a young man, I Never had no man

Took the time to show me what Love truly was

Here I go out on my own,

Rolling up on my high hopes

Doing anything that'll cross a Young man's hands

You never loved me, I never loved You

It's in the bloodline of Appalachian Kin

Go on down to the coast now,

Get away from the mountains

You've never been in the bloodline of Appalachian Kin