One time I had me a hell of a hound
He could out tree, he could out hunt any walker in town
'Till he got caught in a snare set 'till he just couldn't breathe
I was heartbroke
for something awful like you wouldn't believe

But losing you could be the worst thing
That ever happened to me, good Lord don't leave I'm sorry
I'm sorry man

I recall the fire that took the trailer one night
And all the cassette tapes they burned up inside
The coal in the corner turned the night sky to black
The holler smelled like a well hidden stash

But losing you could be the worst thing
That ever happened to me, good Lord don't leave I'm sorry
I'm sorry man

One night I went out and drank a stranger's house dry
On the way home they told me
I was too drunk to drive
They took my mug shot
and my finger prints and wrote down my name
To top it all off they took my license away

But losing you could be the worst thing
That ever happened to me, good Lord don't leave I'm sorry
I'm sorry man

Yes losing you could be the worst thing
That ever happened to me, good Lord don't leave I'm sorry
I'm sorry man