Gonna make it right, gonna make it right up in heaven. (Repeat four times). . Gonna see my mother, gonna see my mother up in heaven. (Repeat four times).
His mama ran off when he was just a kid. So he never really knew her at all. Just a picture of a girl in a sad blue dress. Hanging beside a cross on the wall.
Don't want to see you again or hold your hand. Cause you don't really love me you're not my man. You're not my man oh you're not my man. Go back to Greenville just go on back to Greenville.
I would risk the serpent's bite. I would dance around with seven. I would kiss the diamondback. If I knew it would get me to heaven. . [Chorus]. 'Cause I want to get right with god.
Baby, see how I been living. Velvet curtains on the windows too. Keep the bright and unforgiving. Light from shining through. . Baby, I remember all the things we did.
Some think a fancy funeral will be worth every cent. But every dime or nickel is money better spent. Better spent on groceries or covering the bills. Instead of little luxuries and unnecessary frills.
I can't feel my love anymore. I can't feel my love anymore. Mystery and the splendor. Don't thrill me like before. I can't feel my love anymore. . I don't want to talk to anyone.
Baby, sweet baby, you're my drug. Come on and let me taste your stuff. . Baby, sweet baby, bring me your gift. What surprise you gonna hit me with. . [Chorus].
You got the power to make this mean ole world a better place.. You got the power to make this mean ole world a better place.. People say they hate you, try to kill you, while they're grinning in your face..
Everybody's had a few. Now they're talking about who knows who. I'm going back to the Crescent City. Where everything's still the same. This town has said what it has to say.
Everybody's had a few. Now they're talking about who knows who. I'm going back to the Crescent City. Where everything's still the same. This town has said what it has to say.
Please, please convince me. Please, please, please convince me. Tell me so it makes sense to me. How much better it's all gonna be. And please, please, please convince me.
Thundering news hits me like a snowball. Struck in my face and shattering. Covering me in a fine powder and mist. And mixing in with my tears. . And I'm fifty seven but I could be seven years old,.
This wall divides us, we're on two different sides. But this wall is not real, how can it be real?. It's only made of concrete and barbed wire. . [Chorus].
In the doorway soaking wet. It's raining cats and dogs. There's nothing for us to regret. The fire needs more logs. . You manage to crack a smile. The sky is big and open.
I changed the lock on my front door so you can't see me anymore. And you can't come inside my house, and you can't lie down on my couch. I changed the lock on my front door.
Sittin' in the kitchen, a house in Macon. Loretta's singing on the radio. Smell of coffee, eggs and bacon. Car wheels on a gravel road. . Pull the curtains back and look outside.
You talk about the junk you did,. Like you talk about climbing trees. You look like a little kid,. With bruises on your knees. . You will never cop,. To the damage that's been done.
I had to go back to that house one more time. To see if the camellias were in bloom. For so many reasons its been on my mind. The house on Belmont Avenue.
You wear your anger well and stand. For all the world to see. A heavy cloak and one gloved hand. And no humility. . You stand inside the garden. And feast on black cherries.