My life before music's a life I can't remember
My life before picking's a life I often recall
The best part of me's gone out like last night's ember
The worst part of me comes out when I write the song
Nothing is free
Rusted or golden
I can't be free
From failure too long
I'd like to say that I've done good
But I can't remember
The worst part of me comes out
When I write the song
I've had my momma cryin' for me right on my shoulder
Daddy's been prouder, I'm sure, than he's let it known
The best part of me's grown out on my baby brother
The worst part of me comes out when I write the song
Oh, nothing is free
Rusted or golden
I can't be free
From failure too long
I'd like to say that I've done good
But I can't remember
The worst part of me comes out
When I write the song
Yeah, the worst part of me
Comes out when I write the song
