There was a mountain on the table. Of bills that needed paid. Dishes in the kitchen sink like dreams that never fade. A wild imagination of convicts in the yard. Never enough time to make ends meet. So they put it on a credit card don't we all?. You may not know just where you came from. But once upon a time. There was a carpenter a bartender a broken fishing line. Just south of royal teeth in the town that I came from. There were architects and astronauts. But the only one she loved was a prison guard. And that's the only time I ever saw true love. And erica's a girl I liked in georgia. Alone and kept me warm in eugene. I guess my mother bless her heart. Set the bar too high to start. What's fine enough to me is just too hard. For a son of a prison guard. There's a gate that needed painting. Clothes that needed clean. They'd say there's time enough. For that when the fun has all been seen. Cause when we're laying on our death bed. A promise we won't say. Wish we would have worked more baby. Instead of loving you that way no way. And that's the only time I ever saw true love. Segourney is a girl I met in brooklyn. Herris got me close in new orleans. I guess my mother bless her heart. Set the bar too high to start. What's fine enough to me is just too hard. For a son of a prison guard. I go wherever you are whoever you are. I go wherever you are whoever you are. I go wherever you are whoever you are. I go wherever you are. Betty is a girl I knew in charlotte. Left for sydney yesterday. I guess my mother bless her heart. Set the bar too high to start. What's fine enough to me is just too hard. For a son of a prison guard. Whoever you are