Achin’ In My Side

I stayed up all one night talkin' to a friend of mine
About Jesus and his love
I told about the pearly gates and all the saints
Waitin' round the table
The table of love
He just sat there and listened sometimes he cried
Then he threw away the top drank the bottle dry

I felt a weakness in my hands
And an achin' in my side

I said don't you understand
God's not a wicked man
He really loves you like no one can
Confess to him your sin
He said you don't know where I've been
And where I'm headed is a fiery place

He just sat there and listened sometimes he cried
Then he threw away the top drank the bottle dry

I felt a weakness in my hands
And an achin' in my side

Inside I cry, Inside I cry

Early one mornin' got a call while still in bed
It was bad news my friend was dead...
Alone in the night (he just layed down and died)
There was no one to hold his head
I sat there and listened to the silence on the line
I thought about the night I held him as he cried
Then he just walked away... maybe some other time
Inside I cry, Inside I cry

I feel the nails in my hand
And an achin' in my side