When I was a boy
My daddy told me, “son
Don’t you ever mess with a certain type of girlâ€
No, I’ve wished more than twice that I’d taken dad’s advice
I wish it more than anything in this world
He grabbed himself a bottle and he looked me in the eye
And he’d take a plug and wipe it from his chin
He’d say “son, don’t put much part in those matters of the heartâ€
I wished I had listened to him
And tell me oh Jesus!
I’m asking you please
How do I make this endless heartache cease?
Lord, I’d believe in you if you’d believe in me too
I just want a little peace
(Come on now)
Us big city boys
We don’t think about it much
It’s all whiskey, wine, and messing around with d**
All these secrets that we keep
Never knowing where we’ll sleep
I guess I always thought it was enough
But I’ve this feeling in my heart
These days of wanting more
Something to ease this weary head
So I guess I thought that girl might redeem me from this world
Lord, I should’ve asked you instead
And tell me oh Jesus!
I’m down on my knees
I know that I’m no long suffering priest
But I believe in you and could you believe in me too
I just want a little peace
Oh lord, I just need a little peace