Pray Them Bars Away

Four years down and twenty one to blow

Ten thousand more breakfasts to go

Fourteen million seconds of living this way

And I guess it's time I started to pray them bars away

I wonder what you're doing since I don't see you none

Are you still a doin' all them rotten things we done

If you've got some spare time why don't you learn to pray

Maybe you can help me to pray them bars away

Remember old Red Barber we checked out last night

He still hold them eighteen years it serves the devil's

Right

He checked out in a casket he've been sixty two today

I heard that he went crazy tryin' to pray them bars away

Sometimes I miss the women and miss them all I do

Sometimes I miss the whiskey and I miss the good times

Too

Sometimes I miss my mama I saw her Christmas Day

But I never miss a time to pray them bars away

I'm told I should be thankful for everything I've got

So thank you for the rock walls and the brave bulls

Thanks a lot

And thank you for the good job and twenty cents a day

Thank you for the break time to pray them bars away