One summer evening
On a back porch in Oklahoma
Thought about my short life
And the works of my hand
Then that same old feeling
For as long as I remember
Standing on the outside just trying to get in
Sometimes I feel low
Sometimes I feel down
But them angels and devils make sure that I'm always around
Thought about a lost love
In the hills out in Albuquerque
Oh, how the one did hurt me
But somehow I got by
Then I heard a whisper
On the winds that blew around me
Said I won't live forever son
But I will never die
Sometimes I feel low
Sometimes I feel down
But them angels and devils make sure that I'm always around
I recall the wise man
On the banks of a muddy river
Passing me my wineskin on warm July day
Said son I've lived a hard one
But there's one thing you must remember
It ain't the road that will get you
It's the stops along the way
Sometimes I feel low
Sometimes I feel down
But them angels and devils make sure that I'm always around
