I packed up my pick-up at 17

With uncle Bob's old Martin guitar and a dream
Went from singin' in church
To singin' for tips in a honky tonk


Till I became a jukebox flash
Play anything from Zeppelin to Cash

As a hard headed hard livin'
Cover singin' cover of my own self
Forgot who I was and where I was from

Then early one morning my daddy showed up

Lifelines

Where would we be without lifelines
When we're lost at sea
The devil's got you thinking

That the boat ain't sinking
But you're boots are getting wet
That's the thing about lifelines

They tell you the truth
When you won't reach you have to get a hold of you
You're lucky to find a few in your lifetime

Thank God for lifelines

These days I come home

Every Sunday afternoon
Mama always says "I was just thinking about you
How's my favorite son?"

"Say, you mean your only one?
Oh I'm good, almost as good as your gravy"
She said, "Your sister stops by with her kids everyday

But the horse has been tough
They're gonna be OK
Your daddy keeps them busy watching Barbers on the Water

Let some castor cares away"
She said, "Son I know you gotta make money
But don't forget to make time

To slow down and stop by
Have a real piece of pie, here"


Lifelines
Where would we be without lifelines
When we're lost at sea

The devil's got you thinking
That the boat ain't sinking
But you're boots are getting wet

That's the thing about lifelines
They tell you the truth
When you won't reach you have to get a hold of you

You're lucky to find a few in your lifetime
So thank God for lifelines


Where would we be without lifelines
When we're lost at sea
The devil's got you thinking

That the boat ain't sinking
But you're boots are sure getting wet
That's the thing about lifelines

They tell you the truth
When you won't reach you have to get a hold of you
You're lucky to find a few in your lifetime

So thank God for lifelines
Thank God for lifelines