Lyrics:

If my old truck was a horse I'd have to shoot it
Lord, the day my ship came in I was waiting for a train
Every time I get a grip I always lose it
I can't enjoy the sunshine for the rain.

Hon., you know I'm always saying I'm sorry
But you stand by me through it all
Seems like every time I make my mark
Somebody always paints the wall.

Every time I think I'm off and running
I'm barely up to a crawl
Every time I get a leg up on the ladder of success
I shake and fall.

Back last week down at the factory
I was up for a promotion
And the bosses little brother got the call
Seems like every time I make my mark
Somebody always paints the wall.

If my old truck was a horse I'd have to shoot it
Lord, the day my ship came in I was waiting for a train
Every time I get some news there's nothing to it
You're my only pleasure from the pain.

Hon., you know I'm always saying I'm sorry
But you stand by me through it all
Seems like every time I make my mark
Somebody always paints the wall.

Seems like every time I make my mark
Somebody always paints the wall