Second Hand

In a dusty old church basement My daddy lit his second cigarette Spoke of all the years he wasted Letting go of all those old regrets And as I watch my own smoke settle It's not too hard to understand That so much of who I am today Well, I just picked up second hand Was a time that I was searching For something I could call my own Guess I didn't really have the goods Now I'm rolling over one more payday loan Took a load down to the local pawn Went back to work for my old man Drivin' home tonight to the wife and kids In a Plymouth that I bought second hand Cactus growing 'round that old blue van We used to roll out across this land Feeling brave and free, we were singing Born to Run I go and visit her from time to time Sun settin through that old red pine Just held together with spare parts and duct tape till you're done I know I'm not the one she fell for She smiles but I can see it in her eyes And when she stares into the distance I know there's only so much she can hide I'm headed to the tent revival Where lost souls reach for heaven's plan I gotta find some kind of light tonight Even if it's only second hand Cactus growing 'round that old blue van We used to roll out across this land So many times, I can't remember where we started from I go and visit her from time to time Sun settin' through that old red pine Just held together with spare parts and duct tape till you're done In a dusty old church basement My daddy lit another cigarette Blew the smoke up to the ceiling Letting go of all those old regrets And as I watch my own smoke settle It's not too hard to understand That so much of who I am today Well I just picked up second hand I just picked up second hand