Old Stray Dogs & Jesus

I used to know a drug dealer, his name was Billy Jack

The Mexican cartel cut his head off, and he ain't comin' back

God knows I sure miss my buddy, he had some killer pot

This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got

The pain pill jar is empty, my Wild Irish Rose is gone

But I found a tube of model airplane glue and I'm gettin' my buzz on

Why's everybody judgin' me when the Good Book says, "Judge not"

This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got

I've never felt so lonely, I've never been so blue

My world keeps gettin' smaller, it's down to the chosen few

But I have not lost everything, but I sure have lost a lot

This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got

The Glory Road, Recovery Home is where I now reside

They gave me a King James Bible and a sack of Purina Pride

There's a smokin' section by a dead oak tree at the back of the parkin' lot

This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got

I've never felt so lonely, I've never been so blue

My world keeps gettin' smaller, it's down to the chosen few

Well, I have not lost everything, but I sure have lost a lot

This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got

This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got