I drove from Vegas to Austin, Texas Hit every backroad dive Any place I hang my hat Feels like home, but not alive Left her standing in the doorway Tears on the hood of my truck She whispered “Come back whole” I said “Babe, I’m down on luck” Chorus Don’t let your deal go down Don’t let your deal go down Don’t let your deal go down Before the night turns around Where’d you get those worn-out boots? Smile you fake so clean? Boots from a man who lost his way Smile from a mirror I ain’t seen Who’s gonna mend your broken stride? Who’s gonna hold your weight? Who’s gonna light your shadowed road When the house says “checkmate”? Chorus Don’t let your deal go down Don’t let your deal go down Don’t let your deal go down Before the night turns around Papa might send you pocket change Mama’ll pray your name But she’ll wait till you’re on your knees Before the dawn calls you sane Chorus Don’t let your deal go down Don’t let your deal go down Don’t let your deal go down Before the night turns around