I had enough good education To make it pretty well in this life Then I met Sarah working Corpus And I asked her to be my wife I guess she must have thought I was something special back then Or maybe she just got tired and bored Of living every day out on the end Corpus was always tomorrow The hard times were yesterday But Sarah told the deputy The hard times never go away The winds across the bay Settle down with the sun You laugh at a card you wrote About two hearts being one You love a hundred ways Break away feeling none You stay until a drunken night Becomes a loaded gun I guess I went crazy at the party Cause Frank poured some pretty good gin Sarah found some guy with whiskey I found Frank’s wife closing in Funny how caring about everything Really makes nothing matter at all You end up mean and confused In a place the pretenders fall Corpus will always be yesterday Someday Sarah may say a prayer For every believer like me who failed To ever make it out of there
