All around me are wasted plans
Everywhere you look no matter where you stand,
Don’t get caught with a Dead Man’s Hand
Buried my heart in the cigarette sand,
Back of a club in Chicagoland,
So we got drunk off a whiskey brand,
They’re all the same when you can’t stand
Don’t get caught with a Dead Man’s Hand
Playing with fire in the heartland
Don’t get caught with a Dead Man’s Hand