You Don't Know Jack (Bryan Luke)

He asked me for a dollar, I said "Go get a job" I turned up my collar and started walkin' off He said "I don't blame you, I know what you think. I'd just spend your money, to buy another drink" But you don't know Jack, Double shot, eighty proof, on the rocks, Until you've lost it all. And you can't go back To your life, and your kids, and your ex-wife With just a telephone call. If you think it's just a bottle, In an old brown paper sack You don't know Jack. He showed me a picture, of two little girls Wearin' Easter dresses, hair done up in curls He said "God bless their mamma, She said I couldn't stay. And buddy if you're wonderin', How could I throw it all away" You don't know Jack, Double shot, eighty proof, on the rocks, Until you've lost it all. And you can't go back To your life, and your kids, and your ex-wife With just a telephone call. If you think it's just a bottle, In an old brown paper sack You don't know Jack. If you never felt the fire, Running through your veins, If you've never seen the devil, Face to face... You don't know Jack, Double shot, eighty proof, on the rocks, Until you've lost it all. So brother just be glad, and tonight Hold your kids, kiss your wife And when you talk to God, Count up all your blessings And thank the good Lord that You don't know Jack. You don't know Jack.