It says here your from Houston
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Certified to drive a truck
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It didn't say what you've been doing
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The last five years
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Then I watched his eyes keep readin
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Then I watched his eyes look up
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And I watched another job I needed dissappear
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Cause when they get to the line
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if you've been convicted of a crime
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They say Thanks for comming in
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and they don't call you back
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I aint asking for every job
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Under the sun
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I just want one, second chance
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On August 22nd, little Jacobs turning 5
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But his momma moved him 1/2 a state away
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I left another message
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On the phone at home last night and
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She finally had her lawyer call today
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She knows I can't afford to take this thing to court
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And I'm trying hard to make her understand
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Well, I aint askin for every weekend
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Of every month
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I just want one, second chance
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I was young and I was stupid
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I regret it everyday
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I Aint saying I didn't do it
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But I paid for my mistakes
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It's a lost and empty feeling
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When they dont want you around
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Yea, I finally got the freedom
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But what good is it now?
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There are somedays when it feels like it's been 100 years
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Sometimes it seems like only yesterday
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We were painting Jacobs nursery
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Counting the days till he was here
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Next thing I knew I went and threw it all away
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Now I know I can't go back
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To the life I used to have
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When I stood and held the whole world in my hands
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I had a job
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I had a wife
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I had a son
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Now I just want one
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Second chance
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One Second Chance
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Jeff Bates |