25 in jail

Lyrics

the good times ain't over, still a fightin' side in me, i guess, i could get sober, but i think i'll just stay here and drink, momma tried to raise me better and i guess she didn't fail, 'cause i didn't turn 21 in prison, i turned 25 in jail, livin' hard was easy, yeah i liked to chase the pain, none the less i've done my best and it's to late to change, if my life was a song i know what it'd sound like, it'd be in the key of d like a song ol' haggard write, the good times ain't over, still a fightin' side in me, i guess, i could get sober, but i'll just stay here and drink, momma tried to raise me better and i guess she didn't fail, 'cause i didn't turn 21 in prison, i turned 25 in jail, my ol' lady she's a saint, with a gypsy soul, does her best to hold on, 'cause she just won't let go, and i can't count the times she's picked me off the floor, paid my tab and cussed my ass, and drug me out the door, the good times ain't over, still a fightin' side in me, i guess, i could get sober, but i'll just stay here and drink, momma tried to raise me better and i guess she didn't fail, 'cause i didn't turn 21 in prison, i turned 25 in jail, i didn't turn 21 in prison, i turned 25 in jail, and i guess these silver wings might fly me straight to hell, momma tried to raise me better and i guess she didn't fail, cause i didn't turn 21 in prison, i turned 25 in jail, i didn't turn 21 in prison, i turned 25 in jail