Story Behind The Song

My father had no bad habits, so through the late 60s, 70s, 80s I had to try everything. Fatherhood and a night in jail helped to tone my abuses down to a manageable level.

Song Description

Dealing with personal weakness.

Lyrics

V1: Let me tell you some rhyming of I've tried many times before, to pull the plug on some habits of mine that I sometimes don"t want no more. Ah but those little side tracks and trails they shine if you look all ways; so I put off and hide inside do tomorrow what I can't do today.
Chor1: with little excuses I distract myself. I'm a slave to the good times roll. Need to shake the cigs and beer and pass on that fragrant bowl.
V2: Digging down for self discipline, it's oh so very hard to do. Giving in on those nagging desires that take the concentration right out of you. Ah but it's so pleasant cause it takes some bad times from my mind. Feed those silly habits boy. Keep you from frettin' about what's coming on down the line.
Chor2: So putting the quitting off once again, I see that cig. in my hand. And the beer is sitting easy escape to a happy land. How about a Copenhagen buzz, and pass that fragrant bowl.
V3: There must be some strength inside of me to let me put these distractions aside; and work a plan with all I can, just give the straight road a ride. But a lifetime on the straight line doesn't mean that I won't fall. It just means I won't put it all off when my backs up against the wall.
Chor3: Got to get back to when I knew that I did not need to hide from the fear and the pain of failure, and I'd pass that bowl aside.
Rpt. Chor1: With little excuses I distract myself. I'm a slave to the good times roll. Need to shake the cigs and beer and pass on that fragrant bowl.