Four years down   And twenty-one to blow   Ten thousand more   Breakfasts to go   Fourteen millions second   Of living this away   And I guess it's time I started   To pray them bars away      I wonder what you're doing   Since I don't see you none   Are you still doing   All those rotten things we done?   If you got some spare time   Why don't you learn to pray?   Maybe you can help me   Pray them bars away      Remember ol' Red Barker   He checked out last night   He still owed 'em 18 years   It serves the devils right   He checked out in a casket   He'd been 62 today   I heard that he went crazy   Trying to pray them bars away      Sometimes I miss the women   And miss them all, I do   Sometimes I miss the whiskey   And I miss the good times too   Sometimes I miss my Mama   I saw her Christmas Day   But I never miss a time   To pray them bars away      I'm told I should be thankful   For everything I got   So thank you for the rock walls   And the ??, thanks a lot   And thank you for the good job   At twenty cents a day   And thank you for the break time   To pray them bars away