See where they sift on weekends At a diner on the north-side of town She walks the floor Those nights until four Serving coffee, the bar's closed down They start filing in at 2:30 AM They stumble and fumble about Seems out of place A sad smile on her face Cause on the inside she just wants to shout The truckers in the diner all know her by name Say since you've got sober this town ain't the same Katharine don't fall off that wagon Dragging your burden around Sooner or later its bound to get better again It can't get worse than it is for you now She clocks out and walks home the long way Stopping off at the all night five ten Cigarettes, lottery tickets Thinking someday my luck will come in She comes home to a messy apartment And a tall stack of overdue bills She opens up the medicine cabinet Takes a hard look at new sleeping pills Looks in the mirror And then looks away And then hears herself say Katharine don't fall of that wagon
Dragging your burden around Sooner or later its bound to get better It can't get no worse for you now Katharine is 11 months sober She's got sponsors and meetings and steps She walks the line one day a time She cries when she's all by herself Thinks back to 11 months prior Waking up behind the wheel of a car Keys in her hand She tried but she can't recall Getting home from the bar That day was a special occasion Her only daughter was set to be wed She talk a few shots Got drunk and forgot Spent the afternoon passed out in bed Mother and daughter haven't spoke since that day She looks at that phone and wonders What would I say Katharine don't fall of that wagon Dragging your burden around Sooner or later its bound to get better It can't get no worse for you now