Lordy Lordy Lord
I got troubles piling high
I got sorrows hear me cry
I got worries I could die
Lordy Lordy Lord how I try
That hot old sun keeps beating down on me
I keep on digging myself into misery
Blood sweat and tears
Sleepless night full of fears
Lordy Lordy Lord how I try
That old snake eggs me on
My heart is weak my will is gone
So sooth and sweet his devilish song
Nothin but nothin is right or wrong
Lordy Lordy Lord how I try
That old judge did not pity me
Fifty years in the penitentiary
Doing hard time my mind rest
Prison life is less stress
Lordy Lordy Lord how I try...
Copyright © Fritz Purdum | Year Posted 2018
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