Lyrics
Well I'm a good bad man, Lord I'm a bad good man
Takin' whatever I can, long as I still can stand
I'm a good bad man, baby, a bad good man
Takin' whatever I can… with these two crooked hands
Back in my twenties I was cocky and loud
Struttin' like a rooster, runnin' wild through the crowd
Thought the world owed me somethin', grabbed it fast as I could
Never looked in the mirror, never thought that I should
Then my thirties rolled in like a hard drivin' rain
Started learnin' the hard way, feelin' real growin' pain
Every mistake I made left a scar on my pride
Had to swallow that swagger, let some of that die
Now I'm deep in my forties, figurin' it out slow
Growin' a little wiser everywhere that I go
Tryin' to be the best man these tired bones can be
Still fightin' that darkness that keeps callin' to me
Yeah I'm growin', I'm learnin', clawin' out of the hole
Tryin' to tame this devil that's been stealin' my soul
I'm growin', I'm learnin', reachin' for somethin' true
Tryin' to be the best man… Lord, I swear that I do
If it wasn't for Jessica, I'd be a bad bad man
Runnin' straight into ruin, no salvation in hand
If it wasn't for Jessica and that sweet lovin' grace
I'd be lost in the bottle, just a ghost in this place
Yeah, Jessica… you saved this good bad man
Held me when I was fallin', helped me learn how to stand
Without you, sweet woman, I'd be bad to the bone
You pulled me from the fire… and you brought this man home