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 away