On The Booze

A hard working man Says his prayers on Sunday Pays his bills when they are due He takes to the drink When there's nothin left to lose He's different when he's on the booze He's different when he's on the booze One drink is plenty To change that man's mind They call him Jekyll and Hyde Be it whiskey or beer He never had to choose He's different when he's on the booze He's different when he's on the booze He fights and he cheats As he wanders the streets He's lonesome, he's ornery, and mean He ain't quite himself When he takes the whiskey from the shelf He's different when he's on the booze He's different when he's on the booze Blood on his shirt His hands covered in dirt Why he did it, he didn't have a clue Now he's left wishing For those memory's that went missin' He's different when he's on the booze He's different when he's on the booze He never saw the car He couldn't feel the pain Blinding lights drifting to the other lane It was just another night where he couldn't win the fight He's different when he's on the booze He's different when he's on the booze Five months in county Twenty years lie ahead They took the laces out of his shoes Trapped behind gates He belongs to the state I didn't do it It was the booze He's different when he's on the booze