One time you held a full house in your hand Your sound, a pedal steel in a country band Anybody shine your shoes while you walk by Right there held your hand while you got high Now your cards don't draw good no more You've got an empty hand, Nowhere to stand Except right here It was fine, you had a dollar and a dime Blindfold, you wore it all the time Wrong turn, you missed all the dead-end signs Hit the road, down those long yellow lines Now your cards don't draw good no more You've got an empty hand, Nowhere to stand Except right here Now your cards don't draw good no more You've got an empty hand, Nowhere to stand Except right here.