Blue Jeans and a Rosary

All my life I’ve been searching
All my life I’ve been uncertain
I been abandoned and left alone
At fifteen I had to leave home
The black sheep, the bad seed

At a roadside bar in Tennessee
I met an angel to rescue me
She rescued me
She wore blue jeans and a rosary
Believed in God and believed in me
All her friends think she’s a little crazy
She wears a smile, heart on her sleeve
Don’t give a damn what the world thinks of me
She tells me it’s all good
She’s happy with a bad seed
Happy to be misunderstood

Two packs and a pint a day
To hide the shame
And wash away the pain
All the pain
Every road was a dead-end street
Running from the law
And running on empty
You couldn’t shake the marks that were left on me

At a roadside bar in Tennessee
I met an angel to rescue me
She rescued me

She wore blue jeans and a rosary
Believed in God and believed in me
All her friends think she’s a little crazy
She wears a smile, heart on her sleeve
Don’t give a damn what the world thinks of me
She tells me it’s all good
She’s happy with a bad seed
Happy to be misunderstood

Misunderstood
Misunderstood