Look down, look down that lonesome road. Before you travel on. . Look up, look up and seek your maker. Before Gabriel blows his horn. . Weary totin' such a load.
Look down, look down that lonesome road. Before you travel on. Look up, look up and seek your maker. Before Gabriel blows his horn. . Weary toting such a load.
A Portrait of Jennie. More precious to me. Than a masterpiece. How ever famous it be. . The portrait of Jennie. Is etched on my heart. Where her features have been.