Staring at the picture of the runaways on the wall Seems like these day you couldn’t run away at all And even if you did, what you got to run away to Just another drunk daddy with a white man’s point of view I can see you in my mind’s eye catching light Sleep beside the river if we make it out of town tonight You’ve been stripping Portland since the day you turned 16 You got one thing to sell benzodiazepine Ten years ago I might have seen you dancing in a different light And offered up my help in different way But those were different days Those were different days Had a girl back home and we shared as single bed When I whispered in her ear she believed every word I said And if she didn’t believe she didn’t dare give me slack Or It was “baby I love you, get off of my God damn back” Time went by and I left and I left again Jesus loves a sinner but the highway love a sin My daddy told me I believe he told me true That the right things always the hardest thing to do Ten years ago I might stuck around for another night And user her in a thousand different ways But those were different days Those were different days And the stories only mine to live and die with And the answers only mine to come across But the ghost that I got scared and I got high with Look a little lost Ten years ago I might thought I didn’t have the right To say the things an outlaw wouldn’t say But those were different days Those were different days Those were different days