Across the Line

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