Across The Line
Robert Cray
There's so many reasons
A man will commit a crime
Frustration's gnawin' at him
Twisting up his mind
He's tickin' like a bomb
That may go off at any time
I'm not here to make excuses
I didn't walk into it blind
It was plain old greed
Took something that wasn't mine
It was the weakness for a woman
That made me step across the line
What made it so bad
Was that I had a woman of my own
And she never did wrong to me
Almost did her best to make our home
From these cheatin' seeds I planted
Some big-time grief has grown
There's never been a man who's lived a perfect life
I cut three hearts to pieces
Didn't even use a knife
I didn't have the common decency
To lay off my brother's wife
(Saxophone solo)
(Guitar solo)
No they won't put me in prison
I'll be doing some hard time
Child supporting alimony
Taking my very last dime
I didn't think about the damage
When I stepped across the line