I woke up early with a poundin' in my head.
I'd been out the night before with all my friends.
A little worried, kinda wonderin' what I did,
I said: "Lord, please forgive me for my sins.
"My wife wanted to kill me, but she tried to save me first.
"'You're goin' if I have to drag your butt to church.'"
I love this crazy, tragic, sometimes almost magic,
Awful, beautiful life.

I read the hymns and kinda, sorta sang along,
An' made it through the Sunday sermon wide awake.
We met the family for dinner at our home;
Drank some beer, watched a game, and cooked some steaks.
My little brother had a big fight with his wife,
An' my poor mother sat between 'em both all night.
I love this crazy, tragic, sometimes almost magic,
Awful, beautiful life.

Instrumental break. (C'mon!)

We said a prayer for cousin Michael in Iraq.
We're all aware that he may never make it back.
We talked about the way we missed his stupid jokes,
An' how he loved to be a soldier more than most.

I laid in bed that night and thought about the day,
An' how my life is like a roller coaster ride.
The ups and downs and crazy turns along the way:
It'll throw you off if you don't hold on tight.
You can't really smile until you've shed some tears.
I could die today or I might live on for years.
I love this crazy, tragic, sometimes almost magic,
Awful, beautiful life.

I love this crazy, tragic, sometimes almost magic,
Awful, beautiful life.

All right.

It's a beautiful life:
Awful, beautiful, life.
I love this life:
It's a beautiful life.
I love this life:
It's a beautiful life.

To fade.