Now my road has turned to tracks,
Stones to pebbles, see them roll away.
My wandering troubles need not break my back,
Mmm, sorrow is the price I pay.
I sing my sorrows to the morning; I speak them to the night.
You best believe I'll keep singing until I make my wrongs so right.
Devil said, a pity for your troubles to take your tired old soul ?
So you know you got to go.
Hurry, to catch the morning.
You got to hurry on now,
In the night.
I would heed my sorrow.
And it knows, won't be long now ?
Hurry.
Now with blind hands, I crawl this lonely place,
As my dry tears fall and roll away.
I can't see troubles as they dance behind my back,
Ooo, sorrow is my soul to slay.
He stole my sorrows from the morning; he ripped them from the night.
And you best believe I'll keep singing to make my wrongs so right.
Devil took a pity of my troubles; he holds my tired old soul
So I know I got to go ?
Hurry, to catch the morning.
I got to hurry on now,
In the night.
I would heed my sorrow.
Now I know, won't be long now ?
Hurry.
Stones to pebbles, see them roll away.
My wandering troubles need not break my back,
Mmm, sorrow is the price I pay.
I sing my sorrows to the morning; I speak them to the night.
You best believe I'll keep singing until I make my wrongs so right.
Devil said, a pity for your troubles to take your tired old soul ?
So you know you got to go.
Hurry, to catch the morning.
You got to hurry on now,
In the night.
I would heed my sorrow.
And it knows, won't be long now ?
Hurry.
Now with blind hands, I crawl this lonely place,
As my dry tears fall and roll away.
I can't see troubles as they dance behind my back,
Ooo, sorrow is my soul to slay.
He stole my sorrows from the morning; he ripped them from the night.
And you best believe I'll keep singing to make my wrongs so right.
Devil took a pity of my troubles; he holds my tired old soul
So I know I got to go ?
Hurry, to catch the morning.
I got to hurry on now,
In the night.
I would heed my sorrow.
Now I know, won't be long now ?
Hurry.