Took my first breath where the muddy brazoss

Pills into the gulf of mexico

Where the skylines colored by chemical plants

Put bread on the table of a working man

Where the working man does his best to provide

Safety and shelter for kids and a wife

Given a little of his soul everyday making overtime

To keep the wolves away

I was barely thirteen when the company man

Tried to dig my daddy's grave

It happened on a french owned tanker ship

Spilling poison into Galveston Bay

Where the liquid fire filled his lungs and his eyes

Silenced any mortal cries

Codeine the grit but death stinging in pain

He fought like hell to keep the wolves away

For the next few years dad was sick as a dog

But he made a recovery just to spite the odds

Settlement came and we moved out of town

Where the sky isn't heavy with refinery clouds

Yeah he's still alive he's doing good he's in his fifties

But the money's running out

And he's pinching for pennies

So I'm going for broke with every song I play

Cause now it's my turn to keep the wolves aw