
The rain's pouring down on my tent tonight I'm all cozy with a 6 pack of beer Popped a top and thought about my life Just trying to make things clear My early years went smooth and quiet Made it to college, thought I was smart But three years in, I walked away Tired before I could start [chorus] It's my story if you want to hear it. Stick around for some more. [spoken] Still five more beers to go I joined the Navy in '92 On a ship I saw many new places I stuck it out for four long years Before I got tired of the sailor's faces One good thing about the navy... I learned some useful skills There's lots of jobs for an ex-Navy sailor That let me pay my bills [chorus] It's my story if you want to hear it. Stick around for some more. [spoken] Still four more beers to go I married a good lookin' wife named Shelley It was so nice at the start Lots of laughter and jokes and music But we gradually drifted apart We were together for almost 6 years We worked all day, came home at night One sudden secret broke the dam Slammed the front door, tore us apart [chorus] It's my story if you want to hear it. Stick around for some more. [spoken] Still three more beers to go Shelley made me think about Julia She's why the marriage ended She told me she was having my baby And that was not what I intended We had a boy who I never see Jason's 21 now and nobody's fool Doing well in college they say Thinkin about going to Med school. [chorus] It's my story if you want to hear it. Stick around for some more. [spoken] Still two more beers to go Got a job at a payday loan place Always showed up on time I held a very responsible position Cops said embezzlement was my crime The trial was short, I got four years My life just came to a halt Time behind bars made me realize Every bad choice was my own damn fault [chorus] It's my story if you want to hear it. Stick around for some more. [spoken] Still one more beer to go Soon found out ex-cons are shunned Good women ignore me and I can't get hired Now I live in a tent on the sidewalk in the city This life's not what I desired The days go by, I have no future People ignore me, got no real friends Living in a tent on the street Is the way my life will end [chorus] It's my story if you want to hear it. There's really not much more. [spoken] And no more beers to go

