Well, it got hard, I’ll tell you something, it got rough
The list of disappointments was finally enough
The road was surely rocky and the finish line so far
But I grabbed my things and left anyway and found myself a bar

You can’t drink away your troubles, but it’s always fun to try
I had myself some whiskey and then remembered why
The road was more than rocky, it was crumbling, you could see
But now that I write country songs, things are looking up for me

Someone said a line one time, don’t know who said it first
But it’s become the truth for me and that can’t be reversed
Someone said they’d been down so long, the bad became the good
and that is now my saving grace, whether or not it should

Country came so easily, like a letter in the mail
I was counting all my losses on a boat that wouldn’t sail
Lost my man, my car, my dog, and wouldn’t you know, I lost my heart
Thank god my family’s from Bakersfield where country music is an art

You can’t drink away your troubles, but it’s always fun to try
I had myself some whiskey and then remembered why
The road was more than rocky, it was crumbling, you could see
But now that I write country songs, things are looking up for me

The sad just becomes greatness, the pitfalls the unknowns
There could be possibility in the ways that I have grown
Tears fill up my whiskey, and I cry that he did me wrong
But maybe I’ll be on stage one day, and I’ll sing you all this song