From the recording Stray Dogs

Lyrics

I went to the bar last night with a couple old buddies
I had a couple too many, I said a little too much
A dozen tvs flashing high-lights for the low-lifes
Call a night out a blessing or call it a crutch

It never takes long for the talk to turn to Jesus
I guess I’m still hoping there’s someone coming to save us
Erik looks up from his beer and quotes the golden rule
Says “Del you think that might be more than enough?”

Ain’t that the way the deal goes down
I foot in a rut and the other breaking ground
Do what you say, say what you must
There’s hope at the bottom of the night for friends like us

Gavin he’s one big bugger 7 foot tall gotta be pushing 300 pounds by now
Wise beyond his weight, he laughs at me when I complain
He’s not afraid to put me right back in my place

Ain’t that the way the deal goes down
I foot in a rut and the other breaking ground
Do what you say, say what you must
There’s hope at the bottom of the night for friends like us

Lord as much as we whine I know we’re truly greatful
It’s hard to believe we’re destined for hell or some walmart parking lot
A mile past last call, leaning into it all
There’s hope at the bottom of the night for friends like us