Poor Lost Soul (Album Version)

歌詞

McMurtry You heard the bright lights calling Many years ago You never came back crawling How you hung in there I don't know You're at home in the big town You got it all figured out Back home they can't believe it They don't know what you're about Your sister loves jesus She drives an oldsmobile Says you ought to come visit Says what you need is a home- cooked meal (chorus) And she prays for your poor lost soul And she prays for your poor lost soul Your brother was a doctor They sent him to the pen Medicare fraud They say he's doing it again Your mother's doing all right She owns a quick-stop store She used to call every Sunday But she doesn't anymore (chorus) Sometimes you got to wonder How it all would've been And you wonder if you had to Could you go back again You fly home for christmas dinner It's just like the good old days Fighting with your mom Fighting with your sister Your brother had sense So he stayed away Back home in the big town You got it all figured out And isn't it a comfort knowing Without a doubt (chorus)