Finding Who I Always Shoulda Been

[Verse 1]
Sitting on a five-gallon drum
I was watching the clouds overtake the sun
Juicing a batch of pear apple wine
I'd been on the run a couple of days
At my brush country hideaway
I was killing bourbon, and shooting die
Last night we talked about grandpa
When he was serving justice to them old outlaws
Reminiscing and wishing that we’d known him

[Chorus]
'Cause I've been known to spread myself thin
And I’ve gone back time and time again
These big wheels have taken me for a spin
Now I'm finding who I always shoulda been

[Verse 2]
Clearing brush off the old fenceline
Your sweats condensing, tasajillo's flying
Your gut feels like it's a couple enchilada plates
Been too long since I've seen this way
Perspectives lost in the day to day
If you don't step back
It's all shades of gray

[Chorus]
'Cause I’ve been known to spread myself thin
And I’ve gone back time and time again
These big wheels have taken me for a spin
Now I'm finding who I always shoulda been

[Verse 3]
Early morning August rain
It’ll wash away the deepest pain
And it leaves you with a clean slate
It is what it is, you are what you are
And I'm just some jackass playing guitar
But I won't trade it
For no damn counterfeit

[Chorus]
'Cause I’ve been known to spread myself thin
And I've gone back time and time again
These big wheels have taken me for a spin
Now I'm finding who I always shoulda been
Now I'm finding who I always shoulda been
Now I'm finding who I always shoulda been