verse 1 I hear people talking About going cold turkey Trying out, checking in to Betty Ford But I just can't relate to those strange addictions Cause my drug problems never went ignored You see, I was drug to church on Sunday morning I was drug to family reunions I was drug to grandpa's farm to work every summer And I was drug to weddings and to funerals I was drug out the door to go to school, everyday I was drug by my ears when I was bad When I disobeyed, my parents were my teachers I was drug to the woodshed by my Dad And those drugs are still running through my veins Still effecting what I do and say And if kids today had those kind of drug problems I believe the world would be a better place Instrumental: verse 2 I won't claim I grew up to be perfect, far from it But every time I start to make a slip I can see Daddy reaching for the Good Book And hear those payers role from Mamma's lips And that's why I count my blessings every evening And pray to the good Lord up above To thank him for giving me a drug problem And a home and a family filled with love You see, I was drug to church on Sunday morning I was drug to family reunions I was drug to grandpa's farm to work every summer And I was drug to weddings and to funerals I was drug out the door to go to school, everyday I was drug by my ears when I was bad When I disobeyed, my parents were my teachers I was drug to the woodshed by my Dad And those drugs are still running through my veins Still effecting what I do and say And if kids today had those kind of drug problems I believe the world would be a better place (2x)