Drinking whiskey left-handed
At the Horseshoe Saloon
I'm a superstitious son of a bitch
Taking my cues from the man in the moon
Trying to scratch this prophetic itch
Seems I always end up in a dive bar
Somewhere bumming squares
And drinking like Hank

I thought I was who they say that I was
Turns out I'm something they ain't

You know, it's crazy man, I'm on top of the world
When I'm living it straight hand-to-mouth
People too caught up with the P's and Q's
Got a whole lot less comfort than doubt
Transcendence comes easy
When you realize the whole thing
Is bigger than you'd ever think

I thought I was who they said I was
Turns out I'm something they ain't

Still drinking whiskey left-handed
At the Horseshoe Saloon
I'm a superstitious son of a bitch
Taking my cues from the man in the moon
Trying to scratch this prophetic itch
Never dreamed I'd end up right here
Where I'm at, the long doors
I'm glad I came
I thought I was who they said that I was
Turns out I'm something they ain't