The End

I've been southbound I've been hellbound Riding on a midnight train Going too fast now Think I oughta slow down Standing in the pouring rain Bottle of whiskey Leaned up on an oak tree Black label calling my name Shoulda put the drink down Now I'm going round Thinkin' I'm going insane And, I couldn't help you now And, I couldn't help you then You don't know what you have Til' use it til' the end You could've had it real good Saw you in the rearview Smelled ya from a mile away You only had bad news Never should've told you Love ya don't mean a thing And, I couldn't help you now And, I couldn't help you then You don't know what you have Til' use it til' the end And, I couldn't help you now And, I couldn't help you then You don't know what you have Til' use it til' the end