I woke up early this morning you know my head hurt too bad too sleep
Last night’s empty bottles lay scattered on the floor at my feet
And I think back to what Mama told me and I hang my head and weep
I drag into work hurting you know I can’t stand to miss a day’s pay
My friends take one look at me they just shake their heads and walk away
And I pray to God above won’t you help me make it through this day?
Back when I was younger you know I couldn’t see this coming day
I guess you just can’t tell a young man how quickly the good times pass away
And now when my kids look at me I swear I don’t know what to say
Won’t somebody help me I know I need to get myself straight
If I don’t make a change soon I know what’ll be my fate
I’ll be going down six feet and by then it’ll be too late