Broke down stone Mountain Georgia
Many miles from my home
A trail of tears that Ive left searching
Some of yours and my own
So im out here praying to Jesus
For ghost in the night
Cause all they want is a simple dollar
A song I wont write
Mama let it be
Aint no man gonna take this from me
Hard times carry on
Theyve only seen the calm before the storm
Heard faith in a bottle of bourbon
I seen truth on the road
There aint a man in this land that aint hurtin
Were all carrying a load
So roll on ill see ya sweet mama
When their day is done
With some strength and love from the family
Your oldest son
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Let it storm
I got a few things on my mind
They want to take it and brake it
And make it their own
And its time I keep mine
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