Now my road has turned to tracks

Stones to pebbles see them roll away

My wandering troubles need not break my back

Mmm sorrow is the price I pay

I sing my sorrows to the morning I speak them to the night

You best believe I ll keep singing until I make my wrongs so right

Devil said a pity for your troubles to take your tired old soul

So you know you got to go

Hurry to catch the morning

You got to hurry on now

In the night

I would heed my sorrow

And it knows won t be long now

Hurry

Now with blind hands I crawl this lonely place

As my dry tears fall and roll away

I can t see troubles as they dance behind my back

Ooo sorrow is my soul to slay

He stole my sorrows from the morning he ripped them from the night

And you best believe I ll keep singing to make my wrongs so right

Devil took a pity of my troubles he holds my tired old soul

So I know I got to go

Hurry to catch the morning

I got to hurry on now

In the night

I would heed my sorrow

Now I know won t be long now

Hurry