It says here your from Houston
Certified to drive a truck
It didn't say what you've been doing

The last five years
Then I watched his eyes keep readin
Then I watched his eyes look up

And I watched another job I needed dissappear
Cause when you get to the line
Have you've been convicted of a crime

They say Thanks for comming in
and they don't 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 again last night and
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 went and threw 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
Now I just want one

Second chance