We call it melancholy when we're lonely,
We say we're transcendental when we're high,
And any time spent suffering, we call it perseverance,
So we can make excuses when we lie.
Well I don't claim to understand the meaning of the world,
Or the rhyme or reason to the song,
But I know my momma Loves me and my old dog went to Heaven,
And when the radio plays Hank I sing along...
Well I'm a baptized follower of Jesus,
And I'll admit that I've been led astray,
I live out on the highway between insanity and Texas,
Home is just a phone call away,
And I know everything's gonna be okay...
Well I've never been good at understandin' women,
So I guess I've just been lucky with the gir
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