South Of The Bar Door
The alcohol way
That's where I used roam
And blow the foam
Off beer, each day
Mistreated my fam'ly
And spent all my pay
South Of The Bar Door
That alcohol way...

I was the bad guy,
Your classical drunk
Lucky to be alive,
'Cause cars I'd drive
Were crashed to junk
No D.U.I. stopped me
Good lawyers, I'd pay
South Of That Bar Door
Alcohol way...

Then a drunk driver struck my young daughter,
Near our home, on the sidewalk, playing
Rightfully blamed myself, nearly lost her
Almost too late, I..saw the light...

South Of The Bar Door
Don't go since that day
Blessed with good friends, the sort,
who lend support
In church, I pray
I've straightened my life out
And joined AA
South Of The Bar Door
No more, will I stray

South Of The Bar Door
No more, will I stray