The Playground

  Just country rocking, in this saloon of sin.
 A sandy box, the swingers set.  The playground I'm in.
Just good ole boys, being bad girls toys.
 Smelling smoke, whiskey, wine, beer and gin.

 Cant say when it started.  A few years have gone bye.
 I picked this guitar , and my first shot of rye.
It warmed my guts, and it swelled my nuts.
 I let it warp my mind, though I know not why.

 Gooned as a loon.  A long time ago.
 I got in a gunfight, and I shot my bro.
Blood bright red.  Alas now he's dead,
 with never the time to see my nephew grow.

 Satan smiles, giggles, laughs out loud,
 while God spills tears, out of a dark grey cloud.
I'll put down the whiskey glass.  For today I'll just pass.
 I'm going to turn up my amp, and cry to the crowd.

 I'll pour out heart.  I hope you can hear.
 All the despair, the anguish, and all of the fear.
I thought I was livin, but just takiin not givin.
 Twenty years in a cell.  Hey hell became clear.

 Booze burnt all my bridges.  Devoid of the cross.
 Until I finally surrendered.  Quit being the boss.
Help pre morning light.  Thanks just before night.
 Just to be a good man, and stay off the sauce.

 I've met good folk.  Guys and dolls.
 I've dropped my buddies and escaped hells halls.
Not just users, abusers, that demonic ilk,
 but honest true people who enjoy my calls.

 At eight pm, most every eve.
 I suit up, show up, I've came to believe.
In a something greater, higher than I.
 They say just stay.  Heck I'll never leave.

 This new playground is cool,
 no place for a fool.
A real human being ,
 the creators grand tool.

 Doing the dues, loving the wife,
 making my way off the edge of the knife.
Oh to be free, of those shackles and chains,
 to be at last, living the life.

 The sandbox now gray, the set no longer swings,
 the playground is perfect, it serenity brings.
Contentment and peace.  I give myself oer,
 to the warm, loving embrace of an angels wings.

 Dance if you want, in that dirty playground.
 Don't cry to me, if demons do hound.
Talk to the father.  The way and the light.
 Even in  silence, he will hear the sound.