Like a Lightnin’ Strike

Written by: Josiah Letchworth

 

I played your game before learnin’ the rules,

Touched the stovetop when I thought it was cool.

I repeated your words, but I missed all the hints

Trying not to believe it was all common sense.

And I’m tired of waitin’ to know what you meant,

But it’s somethin’ like a lightnin’ strike I hear.

 

I’ve been chasin’ my tail, but I won’t get far

Before I’m wearing my Sunday best to the bar.

I’m three spins away from givin’ in to the urge

Of joinin’ the gamblers playin’ hooky from church.

And I’m tired of waiting on a reason to search.

But it’s somethin’ like a lightnin’ strike, I hear.

 

There’s a spot on my chest I’ve been diggin’ a hole

Hopin’ I’d reach the bottom and discover my soul.

On Christmas I took a chainsaw to the tree,

But when I yell timber, it fell down on me.

And I’m tired of waitin’, expectin’ to see.

But it’s somethin’ like a lightnin’ strike, I hear.

 

You could tell I was sick, so you sent me a nurse.

Was it really my fault when I said it was hers?

We dug our own well in the ground that you cursed.

Now it’s dryin’ up and we’re dying of thirst.

And I’m tired of waitin’ for the line I rehearse

To feel like you really did give me the words.

I’ll keep on repeating that I’m not the first.

But it’s somethin’ like a lightnin’ strike I hear.