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It says here your from Houston

Certified to drive a truck

It didn't say what ou've been doing

The last five years

Then I watched his eyes keep readin

Then I watched his eyes look up

Mustive known the job I needed,

Cause when you get to the line

When you've been convicted of a crime

He said Thanks for comming in

I'll call you back

Well, I aint asking for every job

Under the sun

I just want one, second chance



On August 22nd, little Jacobs turning 5

But his momma moved him 1/2 a state away

I left another message

On the phone late last night

She finally had her lawyer call today

She knows I can't afford to take this thing to court

And I'm trying hard to make her understand

Well, I aint askin for every weekend

Of every month

I just want one, second chance



I was young and I was stupid

I regret it everyday

Aint saying I didn't do it

But I paid for my mistakes

It's a lost and empty feeling

When they dont want you around

Yea, I finally got the freedom

But what good is it now?



There are somedays when it feels like it's been 100 yrs

Sometimes it only seems like yesterday

We were painting Jacobs nursery

Counting the days till he was here

Next thing I knew I was throwing it all away

Now I know I cant go back

To the life I used to have

When I stood and held the whole world in my hands



I had a job

I had a wife

I had a son

I just want one

Second chance