Owen
Hit And Run
Your father's a drunk, best do what you've been told, son
Put your bottles down and run
Don't stop 'til you can't hear mama crying
Do as I mumble, not as I stumble
Or you'll find yourself kidney deep in my kind of trouble
It was a hit and run
And I got away but I have to live each day
With what I've done
Your father was a son once
Of a bum and a gun and I'm sorry
A curse I couldn't outrun
Well, it's in your blood
And it's in your bones
It's in every indiscretion
That your future holds
Do as I mumble, not as I stumble
Or you'll find yourself kidney deep in my kind of trouble
It was a hit and run
And I got away but the damage is done
It was a hit and run
And I got away but I have to live each day
I'd rather be dead
Please, Lord
Take me instead
From Letras Mania