God, Family & Johnny Cash

In a dusty old bar, where the neon signs flicker,

I sit on a stool, sippin' whiskey, gettin' thicker.

My boots scuff the floor, tales etched in my eyes,

Life's been a wild ride, under these starry skies.

Say what you will 'bout the company I keep,

The rough-edged souls, the secrets they keep.

But I've got my compass set, my heart's true north,

Guided by three things that hold all my worth.

Say what you will 'bout the friends I hang with,

Say what you will 'bout the road I've traveled.

'Cause nothing matters that much to me,

Except God, family, and Johnny Cash.

I've danced with the devil, wrestled my demons,

Seen love bloom and wither, like autumn leaves screamin'.

But when the sun sets low, and the jukebox hums,

I find solace in the twang of old Johnny's strums.

Say what you will 'bout the whiskey-soaked nights,

The laughter, the tears, the neon-lit fights.

But my worn-out Bible and kin by my side,

They're the lighthouse beamin', my eternal guide.

Say what you will 'bout the friends I hang with,

Say what you will 'bout the road I've traveled.

'Cause nothing matters that much to me,

Except God, family, and Johnny Cash.

I've sung in honky-tonks, shared stories 'round fires,

Chased dreams down highways, fueled by desires.

But when the storms rage, and life's river runs fast,

I cling to those anchors, they'll forever last.

Say what you will 'bout the friends I hang with,

Say what you will 'bout the road I've traveled.

'Cause nothing matters that much to me,

Except God, family, and Johnny Cash.

So raise your glass high, let the jukebox play,

In this tangled existence, I find my own way.

Say what you will, but I'll stand steadfast,

For God, family, and the Man in Black.