there’s been a lot of things i done
i probly shoulda told
but i reckon it might go down hard
and so my tongue i hold

coulda been a better brother
could a been a better soul
but being somewhere else
the only thing i ever known

bearing out of riverside
shoulda stood in bed
headed to los an(g)eles
found sorrow in its stead

trouble with the ponies
they never run my way
now some guys named tony
sayin’ time’s run out to pay

would that i had my winchester
would that i had some gold
would that there was redemption
for this old sodden soul

and all i ask of you is…
don’t bring me down (I got a lot goin on right now)
don’t bring me down (i got plenty of grounds to be …)
don’t bring me down
and i’m doing okay, anyway

this gimpy leg some 12 years now
falling drunk off a train
I lived the way I wanted to
but it hurts now when it rains

my left eye’s still kinda fuzzy
from that run-in with your ‘friends’
I made mistakes at your expense
too late to make amends

and I know that … so in the meantime, I’m just asking you
don’t bring me down (I got a lot on my mind on right now)
don’t bring me down (i got plenty of grounds to be …)
don’t bring me down
and i’m doing okay, anyway