Drivin’ Down a Dead End Street Lucinda Williams

[Verse 1]
His mama ran off when he was just a kid
So he never really knew her at all
Just a picture of a girl in a sad blue dress
Hangin' beside a cross on the wall

[Verse 2]
His daddy used to drive those eighteen wheelers
Now he drives the bottle deep into the night
He was always sayin', "Son, you're just no good
You'll never do anything right"

[Verse 3]
The screams and the bruises and the broken bottles
These were things he understood
From busted chairs to a broken heart
He got away as soon as he could

[Verse 4]
When he was just eighteen he got his very own gun
And shot a kid near a liquor store one night
He was all mixed up, he never understood why
He was only lookin' to prove his daddy right

[Chorus]
He was drivin' down a dead end street
He was never gonna get back on his feet
Somewhere deep down inside he knew
He was drivin' down a dead end street