Lyrics:

My first record was the 'Pressure Is On'
Ain't it funny how your life can change with a song
That's the first time I ever heard 'Country Boy Can Survive'
Now I got a guitar and a lil' band
I live hard, I live fast, just like a man
Because you can't just play it, it's got to be part of your life
Guess I'm finally whiskey bent now, and hell bound
Because I been low but I ain't ever been this far down
I need a backroad, somewhere deep in the pines
Spinning my wheels until the sun shines
Because I'm back at the bottom and I ain't got nothing to lose
Yeah, I've prayed to the Lord, I've struggled and strived
But I will never get out of this world alive
Oh, Hank won't ya help me, because I'm low down and singing the blues

I almost OD'd in Denver just the other night
I was high in the Rockies on a 13-hour flight
Trying to get home, to my country state of mind
Now these blues, they come and go, just like the rain
I need a lil' more help to ease the pain
Mister weatherman, won't you please push these clouds away
Leave me alone because I'm singin' all damn night
There's a tear in my beer, I guess I finally know why

I need a backroad, somewhere deep in the pines
Spinning my wheels until the sun shines
Because I'm back at the bottom and I ain't got nothing to lose
Yeah, I've prayed to the Lord, I've struggled and strived
But I'll never get out of this world alive
Oh, Hank won't ya help me, because I'm low down and singing the blues

I need a backroad, somewhere deep in the pines
Spinning my wheels until the sun shines
Because I'm back at the bottom and I ain't got nothing to lose
Yeah, I've prayed to the Lord, I've struggled and strived
But I'll never get out of this world alive
Oh, Hank won't ya help me, because I'm low down, singing the blues
Oh, Hank won't ya help me, I'm low down, singing the blues
Oh, Hank, c'mon, won't ya' help me, oh