Oh Lord, when You hide Your face from me And I pass through the darkness of my soul Unaware that the shadow of Your rings Is keepin' me from standin'
Well I come from the rural Midwest It's the land I love more than all the rest It's the place I know and understand Like a false-front building Like the
In the woods of Sipsey The trees are so tall, an unscalable wall So high and green Oh beware in Sipsey There?re snakes on the ground ? they move with
Well I was born with a dark cloud above me A longing deep in my soul I was raised up right and I know my momma loved me But I begged her to let me go
