Won't you look down on me, Lord? You know you've always been my friend I wonder can you see it clear To show the way 'Cause sometime I get to feelin' Like I want to be headin' home And hide my troubled mind and soul In yesterday Sometimes I get to prayin' For a country thunderstorm To fall down all around And ease my heavy load Oh, sweet cleansing rain Won't you wash my spirit clean? And soothe that traveled Dusty gravel road That leads me home That leads me home That leads me home Sometimes I get to hurtin' For an old familiar face A friend I've lost somewhere Along the lonely way And sometimes I get to feelin' Like I want to be headin' home Sometimes I get to feelin' Like I feel today And I want to go home I want to go home I want to go home But I can't get back Won't you look down on me, Lord? You know you've always been my friend I wonder can you see it clear To show the way 'Cause sometimes I get to feelin' Like I want to be headin' home Sometimes I get to feelin' Like todayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
