Baggage and a bible

and a Bible” — label-ready lyric

Got smoke on a work-worn jacket

Hard-headed man with a heart to match it

Got a temper that can light up a room

And a past that still knows how to follow me home

East Texas boy with a chip on my shoulder

Ain’t getting any younger, just getting older

I’ve been the fool, I’ve been the king

I’ve been both sides of everything

Got scars where the good Lord’s grace got in

And a few old habits I still wrestle with

I ain’t gonna lie and say I’m something I ain’t

But I’m still standing here, and that’s no small thing

I’m baggage and a Bible, trouble and a prayer

A little bit of hell with some heaven in there

I’ve been locked behind walls, I’ve been lost in my head

Walked through the valley and came back from the dead

I’m a hard-road traveler, a long way from clean

Still got a rebel somewhere underneath

I’m hard to handle, but I love like a fool

Just trying to be better than the man I once knew

I’m a magnet for trouble and a sucker for dreams

Short fuse burning straight through the seams

I’ve made some choices I wouldn’t make twice

Paid for some of ’em more than once in this life

Had my back against a cold steel wall

Thought I’d lost everything, had nothing at all

But somewhere between the bottom and free

The Lord put a little fight back in me

Now I got a woman who knows every scar

Knows where I’ve been and still knows where we are

She’s seen the worst of me, watched me come undone

And somehow she still says, “Baby, you’re the one”

I’m baggage and a Bible, trouble and a prayer

A little bit of hell with some heaven in there

I’ve been locked behind walls, I’ve been lost in my head

Walked through the valley and came back from the dead

I’m a hard-road traveler, a long way from clean

Still got a rebel somewhere underneath

I’m hard to handle, but I love like a fool

Just trying to be better than the man I once knew

Got a heart that beats like it’s got something to prove

Couple bad shoulders and a whole lot left to lose

I’ve buried some people I still talk to at night

Lost a few battles, but I’m still in the fight

I don’t wear a halo, I don’t claim I’m saved

I just know Somebody found me in that grave

When I get stubborn, when I get hard to hold

Just grip me a little tighter—

I’ve been letting go too long

I’m baggage and a Bible, trouble and a prayer

A little bit of hell with some heaven in there

Got a past that can’t tell me who I am

And a whole lot of life still left in this man

I’m a hard-road traveler, a long way from clean

Still got a rebel somewhere underneath

I’m hard to handle, but I love like a fool

Still trying to be better than the man I once knew

Yeah, got smoke on a jacket, dust on my boots

A little bit of crazy, but a whole lot of truth

If you love me, you better know what you’re liable to find—

A little baggage…

A Bible…

And a hell of a lot of fight