Hat in Hand

I thought it’d be better if I wasn’t around
Strike up a match and burn this love to the ground
Pack up my bags and set out for New Orleans
Got turned around in Houston, wound up in Abilene
See, a ring on my finger is like a rope around my neck
Some good girls, they tried, but I ain’t settled down yet
All I can do is hope that one day you’ll see
For the first time someone means, 'It ain’t you, babe, it’s me'
But I’ll come back one day with my hat in my hand
Hopin' you’ll forgive me and you’ll understand
That some hearts, they break and sometimes they bend
But I’m hopin' like hell I’ll see you again
Hard luck and hard times got me thrown into jail
Dropped to my knees and asked Jesus for bail
Jesus said, «Son, I been a-hearin' your prayers
And it’s high time you told 'em to someone who cares»
So I’ll come back to you with my hat in my hand
Hopin' you’ll forgive me and you’ll understand
That some hearts, they break and others just bend
But I’m hopin' like hell you’ll love me again
Hopin' like hell you’ll love me again
Hopin' like hell