Jerry loved Kassandra and Sandra loved cocaine
Well you can see that this is headed for a real sad ending
But maybe not the one that you think
About drugs and drink
That powder don't blow for pennies
Tequila well they call it gold
Jerry used to dream they'd have a nice new home
But every dime he made became a link
To her drugs and drink
He said baby I'd give you my breath and blood
But I can't keep helping you die
If you don't put down I swear to God I'm gone
But Sandra grabbed and his jacket sleeves
She fell on her knees and cried
So he lost himself to keep her keepin' on
Jerry was raised up righteous
But good love can take a real bad turn
Soon he started stealin' just to feed her demons
And every dirty dollar helped her sink
Into drugs and drink
Jerry went up on charges
Sandra went straight downhill
She bottomed out in treatment with the Jesus people
Born again with Jerry in the clink
For her drugs and drink
Now Jerry waits in an eight-foot cell
For letters that never come
And Sandra shuts those days out of her mind
But sometimes she senses a tender voice
Like the sound of a distant drum
Calling faintly from the world she left behind
Maybe like all sad stories this one hits close to home
The world is full of pretty things that hook and kill you
It turns around as fast as you can blink