Crusin’ the strip too young for the bars

Lookin’ for change in the back of my car

Dodgin’ the cops we were up to no good

Takin’ chance after chance gittin high any way we could

Hard as a brick lord they couldn’t tell me anything at all

Better judgement went south with a few sips of alcohol

Stubborn as a mule ridin that highway to hell

I kept a knife in my pocket cause I thought I could handle myself

Went off to school found a new set of friends

I used better drugs to help me fit in

I’d skip every class at least 2 days a week

I didn’t need a lecture near as much as the sleep

Hard as a brick lord they couldn’t teach me anything at all

Better judgement went south with a few pictures of alcohol

Stubborn as a mule ridin that highway to hell

No need for religion man I thought I could handle myself

Oh, til the ways of the world were all that I knew

And the sex drugs and music only gave me the blues

And I tried to change but it wasn’t no use

The more that I said I’d quit the more I abused

Then I talked to Jesus and he set me straight

He said you reap what you sow boy, but it isn’t too late

To repent

Oh, there might be hope for you yet

Jefferson bound, I headed back home

Turns out my teacher and preachers were right all along

I settled down, got two crazy kids

And I hope they’ll do what I say

And not what I did

Hard as a brick lord they couldn’t tell me anything at all

Better judgement went south with a few pictures of alcohol

Now I’m older and wiser but still I’m livin’ down the past

Yeah what goes around comes around and boys it all comes around fast

Yeah what goes around comes around and boys it all comes around fas