Intro: With the wrath of the law and the lonesome above you And all those who love you behind The storm in your rear view, and darkness before you Where will you fly to this time? Only Jesus will go down the road that you're burning You should be turning to him. But how can you wait and be washed in the water When the river is dirty as sin? Well how can she take you and make you so lonely? You said she was only your friend. But any fool and his pride who has tried to refuse her Can see your using again It snows like a ghost of cocaine on the highway That shifts and plays tricks on your mind The wind is like razors and in only 2 days You've done 200,000 white lines You took the wrong way home You took the wrong way home You blasted the bedrock and laid all the black top Like a snake round the shoulders of God. But Christ on his hilltop and the cop at the truck stop They're both only doing their jobs. But you gone and double-crossed too many, now you lost The last friend that you had to lose Now he's in the ambulance, you're in the cruiser With a fatal case of the sucker-punch blues You took the wrong way home You took the wrong way home You took the wrong way home With the wrath of the law and lonesome above you And all those who love you behind.

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