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Well, it ain't home
But it'll have to do for a while
Got a fold down bed
Two windows on the parking lot
Three plates in the kitchenette
A table and chair where I can eat
A little black and white TV
A shower stall and a bathroom sink
And one two-drawer nightstand
Barely enough room to be a man

And on the nightstand
Sits a photograph
Of my wife and kids
Reminding me of how good it was
And right now, how bad it is
Beside it there's a coffee cup
Where I keep my wedding ring and stuff
And some nights it still keeps me up
How I got where I am
Funny how a man's life can be reduced
To one nightstand

On the fifth of last November
On a business trip two strangers
Alone for the night
She said, 'Hi, I'm Angie
And I'm from Boston
Would you drink a beer with me
If I bought 'em?'
So I hit the hotel bar with her
Figured,what would it hurt?

Sittin' on the bed
Leanin' against the wall
With a Bible and a gun
One of them was gonna save me
The only question was which one
So I got down on my shakin' knees
Asked the Lord, 'Forgive me please'
Dropped the gun and grabbed my keys
That picture and my wedding band
Funny how a man's life can all come down
To one nightstand
One nightstand
One nightstand