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