Steve Young
Steve Young
Steve Young
Steve Young
Steve Young
Steve Young
Steve Young
Steve Young
Steve Young
Steve Young
Steve Young
Steve Young
Steve Young
Come and sit by me Grace
Let me talk to you girl
You know I wouldn't want to hurt you for the world
But the more I try
Lord, the more it seems to take
And I don't know if I'm gonna make it on what I make
The railroad's out of business
And they're firing at the mine
No use at the factory
You can't cross the picket line
The farmer's got machinery
And the soldiers are coming home
They're ain't gonna be much meat left on the bone
Come and sit by my side for awhile
You know you always won my heart with your smile
My manly pride someday it's bound to break
But I don't how I'm gonna make it on what I make
That old north wind
Lord, it's starting to moan
See the kids they can feel it in their bones
And it's enough to teach a man to sing the blues
A little help is something I could use
Come and sit by my side for awhile…..
Now when you see the preacher
Tell him say a prayer for me
Tell him I've always know what be will be
When the morning's sun's rising
Lord, I'm bound to roll
Jesus, won't you look down upon a helpless soul
Come and sit by my side for awhile…..