| Ten years in jail was the sentence that they handed down
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| I didn’t like the odds that I would last that long
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| They turned their back and I was gone, gone, gone
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| Just turned 18 and I’m looking at some real hard time
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| But I see it fadin' in my rear view mirror
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| Now its just me and these white lines
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| Chorus:
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| Lord only knows where I’m going
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| Can’t remember the places I’ve been
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| Or tell me if I’ll ever make it home again
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| Apart from these troubles a mother’s all I leave behind
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| Says I remind her of my father but hell if I know
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| He left town when I was three years old
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| Oh, she did the best she could
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| I can’t help but feel I’m doing her wrong
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| She’ll be much better off now that I’m gone
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| I don’t much feel like hanging around
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| I can’t believe how bright the stars are shining
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| But then I can’t recall the last time I looked into the sky
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| And it seems to me if I make it 'cross the county line
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| Maybe my life will turn out fine
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| Ten years in jail was the sentence that they handed down |