Hit and Run

Your father's a drunk Best do what you've been told son Put your bottles down and run Don't stop 'til you can't hear mama crying Do as I mumble, not as I stumble Or you'll find yourself kidney deep in my kind of trouble It was a hit and run I got away, but I have to live each day With what I've done Your father was a son once Of a bum, and a gun, and I'm sorry A curse I couldn't outrun Well, it's in your blood And it's in your bones It's in every indiscretion that your future holds Do as I mumble, not as I stumble Or you'll find yourself kidney deep in my kind of trouble It was a hit and run I got away, but the damage is done It was a hit and run I got away, but I have to live each day I'd rather be dead Please, Lord Take me instead