Cocaine and Jesus

Honey, I bet you got a long list

Of real good questions

Maybe even heard some rumors

About the things I did

Sit your pretty little self down

Have a drink and listen

Let me set you straight

On the story of this Houston kid

I made a lotta trouble

I made lots of love

Been in the kind of places

I wish I never was

I learned the kind of lessons

Teachers don't teach us

On this road between

Cocaine and Jesus

I've had my picture

In every paper

From Po Po David's

To Dosey Doe

They pay me money

To strum this guitar

And the younger me?

Well, he would have spent it all on blow

Oh don't ya know

I made a lotta trouble

I made lots of love

Been in the kind of places

I wish I never was

I learned the kind of lessons

Teachers don't teach us

On this road between

Cocaine and Jesus

Now both will get you high

But one will leave you low

You'll run out of one

One's with you everywhere you go

Take a look at me

Now take a look at you

We're all just searching for that

100%, pure, uncut, unadulterated, mostly South American...

Truth

And the truth is

We all make a lotta trouble

We all make a lots of love

Been in the kinda places

We wish we never was

We all learned the kinda lessons

Teachers don't teach us

On this road between

Cocaine and Jesus

On this road between

Cocaine and Jesus