One summer evening
On a back porch in Oklahoma
Thought about my short life

And the works of my hand

Then that same old feeling

For as long as I remember
Standing on the outside just trying to get in


Sometimes I feel low
Sometimes I feel down
But them angels and devils make sure that I'm always around


Thought about a lost love
In the hills out in Albuquerque

Oh, how the one did hurt me
But somehow I got by


Then I heard a whisper
On the winds that blew around me
Said I won't live forever son

But I will never die

Sometimes I feel low

Sometimes I feel down
But them angels and devils make sure that I'm always around


I recall the wise man
On the banks of a muddy river
Passing me my wineskin on warm July day

Said son I've lived a hard one
But there's one thing you must remember
It ain't the road that will get you

It's the stops along the way

Sometimes I feel low

Sometimes I feel down
But them angels and devils make sure that I'm always around