Old Stray Dogs & Jesus

I used to know a drug dealer, his name was Billy Jack The Mexican cartel cut his head off, and he ain't comin' back God knows I sure miss my buddy, he had some killer pot This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got The pain pill jar is empty, my Wild Irish Rose is gone But I found a tube of model airplane glue and I'm gettin' my buzz on Why's everybody judgin' me when the Good Book says, "Judge not" This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got I've never felt so lonely, I've never been so blue My world keeps gettin' smaller, it's down to the chosen few But I have not lost everything, but I sure have lost a lot This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got The Glory Road, Recovery Home is where I now reside They gave me a King James Bible and a sack of Purina Pride There's a smokin' section by a dead oak tree at the back of the parkin' lot This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got I've never felt so lonely, I've never been so blue My world keeps gettin' smaller, it's down to the chosen few Well, I have not lost everything, but I sure have lost a lot This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got