Baby, please don't go For be a dog Down to New Orleans You know I love you so Well, your mind done gone To git you way down here I make you walk the log Baby, your mind done gone Left the county farm

Here we go again One more time She's back in town again I'll take her back again The phone will ring again I'll be her fool again I've been there before And I'll try it again But any fool knows

I won't tell your secrets Your secrets are safe with me Just think of me as the pages in your diary I will keep your secrets Lemme hear you say woo (woo) Lay your head on my pillow Here you can be yourself No one has to know what you are feeling No one

Set you free Close your eyes And you will see This room of nightmares, so much to see This room of nightmares shall set you free Step inside where your true self awaits Find your will and then you’ll find your fate Kill your suffering and drown your

Country must be country wide Playin' Cash, Hank, Willie, and Waylon In foreign cars and four wheel drives There's cowboys and hillbillies From farm towns to big cities In every state, there's a station There ain't no doubt in my mind I grew up south of

Oh we don't know the roads that we're heading down We don't know if we're lost, that we'll find a way We don't know if we leave, will we make it home We don't know, there's hope, then we'll be okay It's hard when you're living and you don't feel much And

In the dark 'Cause I will be there 'Cause if it's coming for you Then it's coming for me 'Cause we need each other in the dark So we've got each other in the dark But I will be there When it seems Like the world around you's breaking

Country comfort and a truck that's goin' back home Soon the pines will be falling everywhere As the village children fight each other for their share And the six-o-nine goes roaring past the creek As Deacon Lee prepares his sermon for next week I saw

Mama don't cry no more Wipe those tears from your eyes Mama, theres so many nights we sleep in a bundle like a flock of sheep Ooh..better days are there for sure Oh I will bear the hunger, we poor Mama, theres so many times we go through days without

(Carry me there) (Lay your head lowly) (Softly then boldly) (Love me and feed me) (Kiss me and free me) (I will feel blessed) (Carry me boldly) (Lift me up slowly)