Bourbon Boys - Broken Badboy Blues lyrics

Sittin' on a barstool Hearing sad slings on a slide guitar Knowing I'm a damn fool Wasting money in this no-good-bar I'm looking back on failure On prison and divorce With nothin' but a gla** full remorse Sing that hopeless tune The broken badboy blues I tried to get on track I tried to call the truce I made the bad cause And now I pay the duce I ain't got much to do But sing that broken badboy blues The blood I took for money Forever haunts my mind I was desperate and broken, drunk And I had no faith to find So I took to the pistol And I gunned that rich man down And I only wished they'd shot me back in town Sing that hopeless tune The broken badboy blues I tried to get on track I tried to call the truce I made the bad cause And now I pay the duce I ain't got much to do But sing that broken badboy blues