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  1. Way Down Homeless Blues

From the album The Friday Sessions

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Lyrics

I’m way down, way down
Can’t seem to shake these blues
Oh my Lord, what can I do
I’m way down, way down
A load on my soul
Oh my Lord please let it roll from me
I’m way down, way down

Verse 1
Don’t have a job, (Lord have mercy)
Don’t have a woman, (Lord have mercy)
My life used to be so sweet
Now I’m in rags, (Look down on me)
My toes are frozen (Look down on me)
I’m living out on the streets
Oh Lord, let me fly to the bosom of Abraham

Chorus
I’m way down, way down
I’m way down, way down
I can’t seem to find my way
Oh my Lord save me I pray from this
I’m way down, way down

Verse 2
Don’t have a home, ( no more comfort)
Don’t have no money ( no more comfort)
My children are grown and gone
No feather bed ( no more comfort)
no more soft pillow ( no more comfort)
To lay my poor head upon
Oh Lord let me rest in the bosom of Abraham

Chorus
I’m way down, way down
I’m way down, way down
I’m way down, way down
Water in my shoes
Lord show me what to do
I’m way down, way down
Night falls and it’s so cold
Death seems to have a hold on me
I’m way down, way down

Verse 3
I had a wife (‘Til she left me)
I had a country (‘Til it left me)
They both left me high and dry
I used to laugh (I was happy)
I used to party
Now I want to lay down and die
So Lord let me fly to the bosom of Abraham

Chorus
I’m way down, way down
I’m way down, way down
I’m way down, way down
It wasn’t meant to be
Oh my Lord you set me free of this
I’m way down, way down