Lordy please have mercy I know that I've done wrong These chains around my ankles Cut the skin right from my bones Blood and sweat is flowing From my poor old aching back Boss's whip a cracking While I swing this old pick axe
Can you please forgive me? Lordy, won't you take this poor boy home?
Let me tell you of my tale I was drunk and out of mind Fought a man about a woman That's when I took his life The mob was there to string me From a hangin' tree Sheriff well, he locked me up And threw away the key
I wish that I could take back Everything that I done wrong I'll spend my dying' days Spend my dying days where I belong I'll live my dying' days Singing the same old song
Take my soul Take my soul Take my soul Take my soul
20 years have passed me My skin is parched and dry Inside these hard forbidden walls I'll live until I die These hands are scarred with blisters My body old and grey Each night I get down on my knees Hang my head and pray
Can you please forgive me? Lordy, won't you take this poor boy home? Yeah I'll spend my dying' days Spend my dying days where I belong I'll live my dying' days Singing the same old song
Take my soul (Lordy take my soul) Take my soul (Forgive me when I'm gone) Take my soul (Take my soul away) Take my soul (I know I did you wrong) Take my soul Take my soul Take my soul Take my soulTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
