I was down but now I can see The pain, the hurt, the misery Oh Lord, it's been a long time The death, the lies, in lies the truth All that it is, what was, ain't true Doing my best I'll try and get it next time This cross you bare I've come to carry for

So far so good Don't over think about it So don't turn back All we all we all know All we all we don't know It's been hard Trying to find the best of it I'm always hung up on the risk

Wanna be evil Purple Yellow Red and Blue Wanna do is Live in ectascy I know what's best for me I can't help it It's this hopeless itch

When you're living off the land Living off the land I'm just a man doing the best that I can Saint or a sinner, the loser can be a winner with a plan I'll be damned, sometimes it's hard, the backed-up bills on the credit card She keep on threatenin' to

I don't care what you think, As long as it's about me The best of us can find happiness, in misery As long as it's about me, you said-a Say my name, and his in the same breath, I dare you to say they taste the same, Let the leaves fall off in the summer

She found a cowboy And I hear they've settled down somewhere out west Well I guess it's for the best And I can't forget her Here in Del Rio Nothin' seems to change except the weather She goes runnin' through my mind Like that Rio Grande river winds

It's all that I can say You mean so much, and I'd fix all that I've done If I could start again I'd throw it all away To the shadows of regrets, and you would have the best of me It's so hard To say that I'll make everything all right

You can't afford no ring I shouldn't be wearing white and you can't afford no ring You finally took my hand Mama don't approve Baby's on its way It took a nip of gin But you finally took my hand Daddy says he's the best in town

I don't care what you think, As long as it's about me The best of us can find happiness, in misery As long as it's about me, you said-a Say my name, and his in the same breath, I dare you to say they taste the same, Let the leaves fall off in the summer

Whether we like it or not The best I can tell The world’s gone to hell I gotta hundred dollar bill You can keep your pills, friend Well, it’s all going to pot And we’re all gonna miss it a lot All the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee Just couldn't hit the