Jimmy C and me and Brother Ron
Seventeen years old, September comin' on
Livin' hard on rock n' roll
Southern Comfort, Acapulco Gold
We hopped the fence and helped ourselves to one last summer show
One last summer show

Whiskey smoke hung blue above the crowd
And I'm afraid that Jimmy C got swallowed in that cloud
And me and Ron were so far gone
Way too wasted to help our friend Jimmy make it home
So Jimmy hit the road and tried to thumb a ride back into town
But a big black truck came flyin' by and ran old Jimmy down
Ran old Jimmy down

And in my mind I'm travellin' back
Replayin' every scene
Still tryin' to make some sense out of a tragedy
The last hours of Jimmy C
The last hours of Jimmy C

Flashin' lights like spinnin' cherry tops
Me and Ron were questioned by the cops
I remember Jimmy's brother starin' into space
And Jimmy's mother cryin', shadow across her face
That night there were no miracles and nothing could repair
The broken hearts and broken lives scattered everywhere

I'm in my mind's eye travellin' back
Replayin' every scene
Still tryin' to make some sense
Still tryin' to make some peace
The last hours of Jimmy C
The last hours of Jimmy C