Tom: E
E A E
I used to know a drug dealer, his name was Billy Jack
E B E
The Mexican cartel cut his head off and he ain't comin' back
E A E
God knows I sure miss my buddy, he had some killer pot
A E B E
This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got
E A E
The pain pill jar is empty, my Wild Irish Rose is gone
E B E
But I found a tube of model airplane glue and I'm getting' my buzz on
E A E
Why's everybody judging me when the Good Book says "Judge not."
A E A E
This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got
[Chorus]
A E
I've never felt so lonely, I've never been so blue
A E B
My world keeps getting smaller, it's down to the chosen few
E A E
I have not lost everything but I sure have lost a lot
A E B E
This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got
E A E
The Glory Road Recovery Home is where I now reside
E B E
They gave me a King James bible and a sack of Purina Pride
E A E
There's a smoking section by a dead oak tree at the back of the parking lot
A E B E
This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got
[Chorus]
A E
I've never felt so lonely, I've never been so blue
A E B
My world keeps getting smaller, it's down to the chosen few
E A E
I have not lost everything but I sure have lost a lot
A E B E
This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got
