A Good Man

Tryin hard to be a good man

One my dad would like to know

Just aint getting me too far

down the line of dark streets

elbows on the dirty wood of a dark bar

Just want be a simple man

Locked in a cage of possessions keeping me down

Just want a few good friends

The kind you like to have around

I don't need this fast life

Everything I know is movin to quick

Kin growin up and folks getting old

Been losing myself here in the mix

Don't need no big house any more

Could ya put me up on your floor

I don't mind travelling round

I take the carpets and the your cats will take the couch

Im gettin old all alone out here

My knees are quittin and my back already did

One small pill becomes three, this addiction slides in easily

Im smoking out my lungs, the fast life aint worth shit

I did that old high life

Made me alone and always sick

Im gonna pack me a small bag

Maybe I can find a lift

Ill ride these southern highways

Gettin whatever i can get

So darlin dont forget me

Even if I lose myself

I may have been mean eyed cat

Follow these stars back to Texas

Cause thats where my hearts always been at