There's a dirty piece of cardboard that reads Montgomery Ward
Taped across the window of my old Ford
A six-pack on the front seat and a box of chicken wings
I'm dialing 'cross the radio for a song that I can sing

I'd better change my wandering ways 
I know I've seen my better days
Always getting high when I get low
Well, I left my soul out in the rain 
Lord, what a price I've had to pay
Storms of life are washing me away

An old mail pouch tobacco sign fading on the barn
Bringing back sweet memories of mama's farm
When love was just a country girl that lived on down the road
You know she almost had me turned around but that was years ago

I'd better change my wandering ways 
I know I've seen my better days
Always getting high when I get low
Well, I left my soul out in the rain 
Lord, what a price I've had to pay
Storms of life are washing me away

Yeah, the storms of life are washing me away