Why Me Songtext
Sometimes I go walkin' through the long, tall grass
And wonder how long hard times will last
For this backwoods soul on a road to God knows where
And hard as I try, I ain't left no tracks
Least not enough to find my way back
I hit the ground like broken glass and just lay there

Singin' why me, oh why me
And I throw another empty bottle up against the wall
And I sing why me, oh why me
But pity never ever did me any kinda good at all
So I'll walk on

And I wound up on the Capitol steps
Watchin' the lobbyists smoke their cigarettes
Comparin' their shoes and their country club dues
And who got who by the short hairs
Standin' there in their high-dollar suits
Lookin' down at my tattered ol' jeans and boots
And this weathered guitar
That seems to follow me everywhere
God, it follows me everywhere

Playin' why me, oh why me
All I got's another song
About how money makes and breaks the law
And I sing why me, oh why me
(I'm) just a broke troubadour
With a bark for the underdog
And I'll walk on

Now I ain't Jesus, but I can relate
To a man lookin' death square in the face
Even he hit his knees with a plea
In the garden of Gethsemane
To his Holy Father he raised his eyes
In his darkest hour he cried,
'Please, would you take this cup from me'

Prayin' why me, oh why me
Knowin' all the while
He had to carry that cross and hang there
When I sing why me, oh why me
I know that somewhere up in Heaven
There's a big ol' book with my name there
So I'll rock on, I rock on
Even when I'm singin' why me, I rock on
Even when I'm singin' why me, I rock on
Even when I'm singin' why me, whoa oh why me
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh