It says here your from Houston
Certified to drive a truck
It didn't say what you've been doing
The last five years
Then I watched his eyes keep readin
Then I watched his eyes look up
And I watched another job I needed dissappear
Cause when you get to the line
Have you've been convicted of a crime
They say Thanks for comming in
And they don't call you back
I aint asking for every jo
Under the sun
I just want one, second chance

On August 22nd, little Jacobs turning 5
But his momma moved him 1/2 a state away
I left another message
On the phone at home last night and
She finally had her lawyer call today
She knows I can't afford to take this thing to court
And I'm trying hard to make her understand
Well, I aint askin for every weekend
Of every month
I just want one, second chance

I was young and I was stupid
I regret it everyday
I Aint saying I didn't do it
But I paid for my mistakes
It's a lost and empty feeling
When they don't want you around
Yea, I finally got the freedom
But what good is it now?

There are somedays when it feels like it's been 100 years
Sometimes it seems like only yesterday
We were painting Jacobs nursery
Counting the days till he was here
Next thing I knew I went and threw it all away
Now I know I can't go back
To the life I used to have
When I stood and held the whole world in my hands

I had a jo
I had a wife
I had a son
Now I just want one
Second chance