From the recording Break My Heart
Words & Music Jeff Smith
Jeff Smith - Guitars, Vocal
John Werntz - bass
Marcy Cochran - fiddle
Sherry Stewart - mandolin back up vocal
Ron Goad - percussion
Recorded and mixed by Alex Van Woert
at Bias Recording Studios, Springfield VA
Produced and arranged by Jeff Smith
Lyrics
Can’t See My Way Out
My good girl she don't love me no more
And so does my wife
You think I'd learned a little more
About living through this life
The heart doesn't really know what it wants
It's a fickle thrill seeking son of a bitch
And it's let me down more than one bad road
And never once help me out of the ditch and
I can't see straight I can't see my way out
Nothing seems right everything's in doubt
Can't count on nothing
Can't see my way out
I woke up and I was dreaming
I was swimming in the river in all of my clothes
I was tired and I was going down
And I saw Angels I came around
I can't see straight I can't see my way out
Nothing seems right everything's in doubt
Can't count on nothing
Can't see my way out
I always like to visit on the sunny side
Where the medicine takes me to stay upbeat
I'm feeling good and I'm fever free
But somehow I'm struggling a little in this prickly heat

