Blood Shut eyes with a broken soul
A lifetime of pain has taken its toll
Storm clouds are rolling in bringing tears of days gone by
Praying that my darkest clouds, will now become my brightest skies
On a downhill journey that seems to have no end
On a road with countless turns and even more painful bends
I now sit on this bar stool that now has become my new best friend
I just sit right here until that moment becomes my end
Wiping my eyes while stumbling to gain some control
Brushing off the harden dirt that now covers this old soul
Become a man that I can be proud of once again
And walk right here with Jesus, till my journey comes to an end
I know he is with me, he would never leave my side
He loves me so much that for me he even died
I walk in Faith, so now I’ll Pray and know all will be OK
Because I have all the trust in him, for he will guide my way
I’ve Prayed like hell to the Heavens above
To ask for his mercy and even more his love
My church is now this bar stool and I Pray on how much farther this old soul can go
But for now I say, Hey bartender, a shot of Cuervo and some Jesus to go