Grandaddy Short Leg - Hurtin' Lyrics

Seems a lifetime ago
I started walkin' down this road
But since then I sold my soul
To a demon I can't control
Hear that whiskey callin' me
As lonely as I could be
After the first shot I see
I'm almost home

No peace of mind
There ain't no rhyme...only hurtin'
But when I'm home...I won't be wrong
I'll be certain

When the boatman come for me
I couldn't even pay the fee
But my years became my plea
I'm almost home

No peace of mind
There ain't no rhyme... only hurtin'
But when I'm home... I won't be wrong
I'll be certain