Ain't no god on my streets in the heart of the jungle (oh Lord child) Won't you follow me into the jungle (yeah) Won't you follow me into the jungle (Oh Lord, said oh Lord, I said oh Lord) Yeah, yeah, yeah Well it's too long living in the same old lives

You knew in five minutes But I knew in a sentence Your eyes are flutterin' Such pretty wings. So why do we go through all of this again? A moth, flyin' into the Same old flame again It never ends It's not like I dropped the bomb,

Everybody needs somebody sometimes Yeah everybody needs somebody sometimes So here you are now, nowhere to turn It's just the same old yesterday You made a promise to yourself That you were never gonna be this way And the only thing that you've ever

There's a little black spot on the sun today It's the same old thing as yesterday I have stood here before inside the pouring rain With the world turning circles running 'round my brain I guess I always thought that you could end this reign But it's my

Oh, I need you more than words can say I find peace in every story you told I think of you, I'll never be alone Always been there for me, now I'll do the same It's true, true, true You know I do, do, do Oh, you save me in ways that I can't explain When

(Yeah aye, hold on, babe) Baby would you save me? Been thinkin' bout it lately Oh, baby, baby, baby Hold on, babe Got some habits, I can't keep them The same ones that made you hate me Ho-oh, smokin' potent, high as nose hair

Welcome in my friend I can take you High and make you Out of the cold where it's warm Please step in What's your name my friend My name's the same What a strange coincidence

Everybody's gonna go downtown same hang with the same old crowd Talking like it's just the greatest thing you've ever seen Telling me that if I don't go I'll be the one missin' out Yeah but I don't really think I'm gonna miss a thing As for myself I'm

Backsliding Backsliding, I'm backsliding Wearin' your old t-shirt in the mornin', it feels so right Say it's gonna be the last time We say we won't, but then we do the same old thing fallin' right back in Why do we keep backsliding? I'm not suppose to be

Lord it's the same old tune, fiddle and guitar Where do we take it from here? Rhinestone suits and new shiny cars It's been the same way for years We need a change Somebody told me, when I came to Nashville "Son, you finally got it made" Old Hank made it