Sometimes adter a day of drinking
I get my lonely head to thinking about
What I're done and just what I come from
And sometimes when my heart's at zero
I think about luke my war time hero
Who said sometimes nothing makes a pretty cool hand
Cuz I know where my momma came from
I know what my daddy did wrong
I got their blood in me just as sure as the sky is blue
Now I might not be as bright as some of them
And I just might not amount to anything
But I learned some things I wouldn't have learned in scholl
I rememver things just as sure as god can
And I try to forgive as best as I can
But some things'll stick to my heart til the day I die
Like momma in the back room bruised and bleeding
Daddy at the table and he keeps on drinking
And I just hug my guitar as the tears roll down
Thinking some day the lord's gonna come and rescue me
And mommy's gonna be all pretty like she used to be
But some things don't work out like you wish they would
Though the lord did eventually come for mommy
And other people came and they took my daddy
But luckilt I did get to keep my guitar
And if there's one thing I learned that I understand
Nothing really can be a pretty cool hand
Cuz if you got nothing you ain't got nothing to lose
Cuz if you got nothing you ain't got nothing to lose
Cuz I got nothing that means I ain't got nothing to lose
