I made my slow way home
Limpin' on broken bones
Out of the thickest pine
Across the county lines
Onto your wooden stairs
I know you can't repair
I know you've seen the light
I know you'll get me right
Right, right, right
I own a sinner's heart
I know the rain falls hard
I know the currency
I know the things you'll need
I hope He hears my prayers
I see you cut your hair
I know the saving type
I know you'll get me right
Right, right, right
Oh Jesus, I've fallen
I don't mind the rain if
I meet my maker
I meet my maker clean
Limpin' on broken bones
Out of the thickest pine
Across the county lines
Onto your wooden stairs
I know you can't repair
I know you've seen the light
I know you'll get me right
Right, right, right
I own a sinner's heart
I know the rain falls hard
I know the currency
I know the things you'll need
I hope He hears my prayers
I see you cut your hair
I know the saving type
I know you'll get me right
Right, right, right
Oh Jesus, I've fallen
I don't mind the rain if
I meet my maker
I meet my maker clean
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