Bar High

I try to be that walk the line all the damn time kind
I trip and fall just like we all sometimes do
And I’ve never claimed to be the same guy on Friday night
Than I am on Sunday morning in that pew
Mama set the bar high
And Daddy just sat at the bar, high
Me I’m doin' my best to fly
Somewhere in between
She never smoked or cussed, I never saw her touch one drop
And she tried to pray away all his raisin' hell
He snuck me in, baptized me in Jack D and Jim Beam shots
And I got a feel for how you’ll call my name just well
Mama set the bar high
Daddy just sat at the bar, high
Me I’m doin' my best to fly
Somewhere in between
Some days high, some days low
Some days fast and some days slow
Gettin' closer to what I know you need
And know that I can be
But Mama set the bar way up high
And, Daddy, he just sat at the bar, high
Baby, I’m doin' my best to fly
Somewhere in between
Yeah, I’m somewhere in between
I try to be that walk the line all the damn time kind