I'm crashin', I'm burnin', I'm Whitley on the bourbon
There's a sunrise in the curtains
I'm blacked out on purpose
She's sleepin' like an angel, I'm home, cats in the cradle
Need some Billy Graham on
that cable instead of Jim Beam sittin' on the table

Ooh
I'm a long, long way from home
Ooh
But I can still see it through the smoke

I wish I still sang to Jesus like the way
we used to do at church
Now throw 'em out from short
go around the horn three up three down in the first
I been goin' too hard, I slipped pretty far
Yeah, mama and Heaven both know
I'm a man on a run with a hand on a gun
I'm a father and a son who needs that holy ghost

There's a Chevron 'cross the highway with the lights on
And I'm trippin' on the blue and red
she smoked my last cigarette
Yeah, it's one of those nights
where I'm gonna be up all night
I'm seein' burning out stars in her eyes
it ain't why God made a sunrise

I wish I still sang to Jesus
like the way we used to do at church
Now throw 'em out from short
go around the horn three up three down in the first
I been goin' too hard, I slipped pretty far
Yeah, mama and Heaven both know
I'm a man on a run with a hand on a gun
I'm a father and a son who needs that holy ghost

Too young to feel this old
Too drunk to even know
Where I'm gonna end up
Where I'm gonna go

Ooh
I'm a long, long way from home
Ooh
Too early, too late to get somebody on the phone

I wish I still sang to Jesus
like the way we used to do at church
Now throw 'em out from short
go around the horn three up three down in the first
I been goin' too hard, I slipped pretty far
Yeah, mama and Heaven both know
I'm a man on a run with a hand on a gun
I'm a father and a son who needs that holy ghost

I'm a hard one to love, yeah, it runs in my blood
I'm a father and a son who needs that Holy Ghost