I light every bridge I see here just to watch it burn
If you seen all the hell I seen, it'd make your stomach turn
I think you know why I do what I do when I do
I could tell some stories about some things you won't believe
It takes more than an author now to set the sinner free
I think you know how I try when I try, Lord, I try
I might drink a little, I might smoke a lot
Counting down the good times, staring down the clock
Throw some hallelujahs to the big man in the sky
Show up Sunday morning looking just like last night
Yeah, that's how I get by
Oh, that's how I get by
Thousand miles of gravel, I've been walking with no shoes
No matter how far I come, I cannot run my roots
I think you know why I do what I do when I do
I might drink a little
I might smoke a lot
Counting down the good times, staring down the clock
Throw some hallelujahs to the big man in the sky
Show up Sunday morning looking just like last night
Yeah, that's how I get by
Oh, that's how I get by
I might drink a little, that's how I get by
Counting down the good times, staring down the clock



That's how I get by
Throw some hallelujah
That's how I get by
Show up Sunday morning
Smelling just like last night
I might drink a little
I might smoke a lot
Calming down the good times
Staring down the clock
Throw some hallelujah
To the big man in the sky
Show up Sunday morning
Smelling just like last night
Yeah, that's how I get by
Oh, that's how I get by
Lord, that's how I get by