Fallen

I went for a joyride down the Devil's Highway

My eternal soul hanging by a thread

I was determined that the world was going my way

Wound up beside the road, left for dead

Now I'm fallen, I'm fallen

Fallen, fallen

Feeling so low

So low

All I want to do is go back home

I was raised on the blood of Jesus

Taught the difference 'tween wrong and right

I was my mama's precious angel

I was my daddy's little man, alright

I had everything I needed to make something of my life

But bad things happen to good people

When you're riding with the devil on a foggy night

Now I'm fallen, I'm fallen

Fallen, fallen

Feeling so ashamed

All I want to do is go back home

I wished I'd been more careful 'bout what I wished for

Wish I'd been more careful 'bout the company I kept

I wish I hadn't taken my daddy's money

I wish I wasn't in the devil's debt

He came like a friendly stranger

Offering whiskey, women, glory, and drugs

I stood high up on top of that mountain

Not realizing what a hole I had dug

Now I'm fallen, I'm fallen

Fallen, fallen

Calling out, "Help me, Jesus"

All I want to do is go back home

Yes, I'm fallen, I'm fallen

Fallen, fallen

I'm the prodigal son

All I want to do is go back home

Go back home

Go back home

Go back home

Go back home