Ballad of a Drunkard Man

I never was around for my baby's raisin' Even though my body was right there

I'd shoot holes in the yard at night at the ghosts I was seein' And I'd wake up face first in the dirt somewhere

With frostbite settin' in I looked over Through my bloodshot eyes you were sittin' there

Just stokin' a fire to melt the ice You and that fire saved my life that night

Cause the river runs cold in December And it's taken the life of some of my friends

Too drunk to stand up I gotta clean myself up And cast out all these demons in my head

I was drinkin' homebrew in fifty-six When I ran that old Bel-Air in the ditch

When I heard the sirens scream I threw that mason jar in the creek And hit the trees

And I'd never seen that car again