Jesus come talk to your children Jesus come talk to us Lord Jesus come talk, come talk, come talk to your children Lord we gotta war down here I Guess
My hands are in my pocket My pockets are full of change Enough to buy some bait and gasoline I head down the road where the road gets smaller Next thing
He was begging by the mini mart Who'da guessed he had a purple heart Scars underneath his bearded chin? I bet you don't remember him 'Cause you were
finally freed them I'm a bright and shining beacon, giving shelter in the storm Every saint and sinner, I greet with open arms I am the rock, I am stained
The Rain falls sweet Jesus The farmers beets and beans sure need it. It will take every single drop you've got To save those fields. Truck stop in Arizona
I'm there at 8:00 not 8:01 And I stay late to get it done And tolerate the boss' son Good jobs don't grow on trees There's even rumors goin' 'round There
When you were lost and needed help I hoped you would have turned to me And when you couldn't save yourself I watched you drowned that misery I've seen
Lord You know that I'm no saint But there is alot of things A aint. I Aint the smartest guy around Or the toughest guy in town. I'm just the way that
Life hit me when I wasn't looking It dealt me a hard hand to play I felt betrayed and forsaken But I been makin' the wrong people pay I'm Done... I'
She can't make him lay that bottle down Try and turn his life around Talk to her preacher or go and get some help She could never leave him She knows
it's shine A memory that she thought had died Came back to life when he drove by her house today And took her breath away {Chorus} She's caught between a rock
's shine A memory that she thought had died Came back to life when he drove by her house today And took her breath away {Chorus} She's caught between a rock
Übersetzung: Tracy Lawrence. Rock And A Soft Place.
