Taming the Wicked 

I've been trying to tame the wicked in my soul
How it ever got here, I don't know
I'll just keep believing, I'm headed where I need to be
Sittin’ here pickin’ guitar is where you'll find me

I was born to a poor man’s education,
And my mother with her beauty school occupation
Somewhere between heaven and hell, is where I'm at, but I can't tell.
Out here on the road, hoping I don't fail.

And I'll ride this beast seeing all that I can see
I'll make it home being all that I can be.
Taking one day at a time and keeping one foot over the line
Forever in my heart and always on my mind