Drivin' Down A Dead End Street ("This Sweet Old World" Reissue Track)

(álbum: Sweet Old World - 1992)

His mama ran off when he was just a kid
So he never really knew her at all
Just a picture of a girl in a sad blue dress
Hanging beside a cross on the wall

His daddy used to drive those eighteen wheelers
Now he drives the bottle deep into the night
He was always saying, "Son, you're just no good
You'll never do anything right"

The screams and the bruises and the broken bottles
These were things he understood
From busted chairs to a broken heart
He got away as soon as he could

When he was just eighteen he got his very own gun
He just shot a kid near a liquor store one night
He was all mixed up, he never understood why
He was only looking to prove his daddy right

He was driving down a dead end street
He was never gonna get back on his feet
Somewhere deep down inside he knew
He was driving down a dead end street

He was a lonely boy from the wrong side of town
His Momma never put him first
No matter what he did it'd never be enough
He was hung out and strung out the worst

He learned to fight and he learned to run
And he learned how to take care of his blues
He didn't have a reason to believe in God
So he figured he had nothing to lose

He was driving down a dead end street
He was never gonna get back on his feet
Somewhere deep down inside he knew
He was driving down a dead end street

He was driving down a dead end street
He was never gonna get back on his feet
Somewhere deep down inside he knew
He was driving down a dead end street