[Verse One]
So much I don't tell you
So much I don't say
Maybe I don't try enough
Maybe it's my way
Of holding back the waters
Of fencing in the yard
Lord, it gets so lonesome
Lord, it gets so hard
[Chorus]
If I could sing like a daughter of God
Like a child of the angels
Like a lover of Jesus
Like a sister of prayer
If I could sing like a daughter of God
Like a child of the angels
If I could sing
I wouldn't care
[Verse Two]
I'm a working woman
I sew on my machine
Monday dawn to Saturday
Ev'ry day between
My eyes are on tomorrow
My lips are on their guard
Lord, it gets so lonesome
Lord, it gets so hard
So much I don't tell you
So much I don't say
Maybe I don't try enough
Maybe it's my way
Of holding back the waters
Of fencing in the yard
Lord, it gets so lonesome
Lord, it gets so hard
[Chorus]
If I could sing like a daughter of God
Like a child of the angels
Like a lover of Jesus
Like a sister of prayer
If I could sing like a daughter of God
Like a child of the angels
If I could sing
I wouldn't care
[Verse Two]
I'm a working woman
I sew on my machine
Monday dawn to Saturday
Ev'ry day between
My eyes are on tomorrow
My lips are on their guard
Lord, it gets so lonesome
Lord, it gets so hard
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