Dan Griffith  Songwriter

I Did This All Myself

Life on the Streets a deep dark hole

Thought I see some light when I won parole

Tonight I'll dine on scraps and wine

I lived better than this when I was doing time

I don't blame society

I did this all myself to me

Don't wonder how I fell so far

I had some drinks, I drove a car

A reckless night, a sharttered life

A scream, a crash,a widowed wife

Now that you know just let me be

Cause I did this all myself to me

I't more lonely than it's cold

Sidewalks and alleys are no place to grow old

Nights are hungry, the days drag slow

Memories haunt, so it goes

No way at get a second chance

Beggin' for change near the freeway ramp

I see myself in their window glass

It clear to me why most just pass

No, I don't blame society

I did this all myself to me

I did this all myself to me

Produced by Dave Smith at Nashville Sound Labs.

Vocal by Dave Smith

Written & Arranged by Dan Griffith