Send a Boat Chris Knight

Pictures on her wall, a bible in her hand
Children never call, she misses her old man
Rain on the window, quiet as a tear
And if you never felt 'em, never know they're here

Someone's cryin' in the hall
Good Lord, help us all
While we try to stay afloat
If you would, Lord, send a boat

Holes in the wall, a bottle by his bed
Holes in his past, empty as his head
He's younger when he dreams, he's older than his years
And if he never wakes up, he'll know why he's here

Someone's cryin' in the hall
Good Lord, help us all
While we try to stay afloat
If you would, Lord, send a boat

The writing's on the wall, there's a bruise on his face
Daddies come and go, his momma's on a date
He's just cold and hungry, and playin' ain't no fun
And if he ever grows up, he'll get him a gun

Someone's cryin' in the hall
Good Lord, help us all
While we try to stay afloat
If you would, Lord, send a boat
If you would, Lord, send a boat