A working man's plea to God goes unanswered, but someone else is there to help.
lyrics
If you walked my road
with no shoes on your feet,
you’d probably feel the way I do.
If you lived my life
from day to day,
you’d probably say,
Lord, why me?
I work these hands to bleed,
'cause I’ve got mouths to feed.
I work these hands to bleed,
and I say, “Lord why me?”
I pray to God
for a shirt on my back,
my wife by my side,
food on our plates.
I’ll try my best
to keep my mouth shut.
I’ll do my part if you do yours.
I work these hands to bleed,
'cause I’ve got mouths to feed.
I work these hands to bleed,
and I say, “Lord why me?”
I did my part,
I played by your rules.
Never got my shirt,
never got my shoes.
If you won’t help,
well I know who will:
the neighbor to my left,
the neighbor to my right.
I work these hands to bleed,
'cause I’ve got mouths to feed.
I work these hands to bleed,
and I say, “Lord I’m glad I’m me.”
credits
from UNAMERICAN,
track released June 19, 2010
Lyrics by Adam Cox
supported by 6 fans who also own “Work These Hands”
This is a wonderful album. It is personal, senitive, and caring. I love to here Sturgill sing, and wish had found him earlier. I thsnk wnku for playing local artists. I lived in Jackson Ky. And know how sad the drugs have made so many hometowns. Keep singing you are great. carolfaulkner
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