(Max D. Barnes/Steve Wariner)
(Track 14 - Time 3:10)
When you've hitched every
highway
And rode all the rails
You're no longer afraid of the dark
You get tougher
than leather and harder than nails
When you've earned all the scars on your heart
Hobos and hereos, bankers and bums
In some ways we're all the same
We all have to pay for
the deeds that we've done
And wind up just dragging those chains
Life paints a
picture that time can't erase
And sometimes it cuts like a knife
Sooner or later one way
or another
We all wear the tattoos of life
The glory in living
Is just running
the race
Not whether you win or you fail
The lines like a road map
Will show on your
face
And your eyes tell the rest of the tale
Life paints a picture that time can't
erase
And sometimes it cuts like a knife
Sooner or later one way or another
We all
wear the tattoos of life
The tattoos of life
