to wine When they made the new milk turn Jesus a friend in the better times Let your mother's Bible burn Freedom a fever you suffered through And the dog drank
Crack of dawn the rooster moans Wake up boy you're far from home Serpentine the tracks in flames Longest path the devil laid Led you straight aboard
bruise on the floor of this prison Mother I lost it all of the fear of the Lord I was given Mother forget me now that the creek drank the cradle you sang
Found your mittens behind a box of pictures You would wear them before I brewed the tea That's one memory I can easily conjure Weary memory I can always