So you're gone again out somewhere around me. And I can feel that heartache's 'bout to start. If I was smart with you I'd quit this gambling. But I guess I'm just not smart.
You tell me you are leaving, you don't love me anymore. All my pleading then my efforts are in vain. Well, I guess, you found another or you just got tired of me.
Dust on the Bible, dust on the holy word. The words of all the prophets and the sayings of our Lord. Of all the other books, you'll find, there's none salvation holds.
I've got the letter darling read it o'er and o'er again. You say that you are really sorry now. After all this time I suffered you asked me to come back.
My dear precious mother means so much to me she has always been so true and kind. My best friend on earth she has proved unto be thank God for a mother like mine.