Joe Brownrigg

Finger On Your Pulse

I’d heard about you well before

I ever even met you, man

We both know how rumors go

Around these country small towns

They said you came from decent stock

And your Mom and Dad worked hard there on the farm

But along the way their boy got lost

And you started turning sideways on them

I had my finger on your pulse

Felt my finger on your pulse

I used to drive right past your house

And wonder what the truth was

Figured I’d soon get the chance

To clean up some old thing that you’d stirred up

Wasn’t long when your ex girlfriend

Called you in for sitting on her house and chasing her around

‘Course it’s me got sent the call

And I got you to turn yourself in

I had my finger on your pulse

Felt my finger on your pulse

I met your folks at that last trial

Sweetest souls you’ve ever met

And I shook your hand and learned about you

We talked about where things went wrong

I guess some things are just too dark

That you can’t even sing them in a song

I think most folks won’t understand

Unless they’ve also been through it

I had my finger on your pulse

Felt my finger on your pulse

So on another sleepless nightshift

I was parked up just a mile from your house

When a call came in said you were dying

Had too much blow and your Dad was getting scared

Oh, I was there in 30 seconds

And I saw you breathe your last living breath

I tried my best to save you, brother

But that don’t mean I still ain’t got regrets

I had my finger on your pulse

Felt my finger on your pulse