Old Stray Dogs & Jesus

I used to know a drug dealer, his name was Billy Jack
The Mexican cartel cut his head off, and he ain't comin' back
God knows I sure miss my buddy, he had some killer pot
This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got

The pain pill jar is empty, my Wild Irish Rose is gone
But I found a tube of model airplane glue and I'm gettin' my buzz on
Why's everybody judgin' me when the Good Book says, "Judge not"
This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got

I've never felt so lonely, I've never been so blue
My world keeps gettin' smaller, it's down to the chosen few
But I have not lost everything, but I sure have lost a lot
This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got

The Glory Road, Recovery Home is where I now reside
They gave me a King James Bible and a sack of Purina Pride
There's a smokin' section by a dead oak tree at the back of the parkin' lot
This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got

I've never felt so lonely, I've never been so blue
My world keeps gettin' smaller, it's down to the chosen few
Well, I have not lost everything, but I sure have lost a lot
This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got
This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got