Tekstovi: Willy Mason. Where the Humans Eat. Sold My Soul.
Well, do you say, nobody hears me when I pray
And if you say, I don't care to live past, what's today
And if you say, oh, brother last night I prayed
Your preacher isn't preaching at home
And if you say, nobody hears me when I cry
And if you say, well I just don't understand why
And if you say, I just can't take it, I'm saying goodbye
When you're walking it's a heavy, heavy load
To make it lighter, sing
Sold my soul at the bottom of the hill
The demons there they shaved my hair
And they made me take their pills
My cold soul is at the bottom of the hill
Oh, I should have walked on by
Let her cry and only drink my fill
Some men they say, there is more to us than is known
Some ladies say, well there's some things we're not shown
All the people say, you're stepping on our homes
And your footprints, endeavors, never told
But still we'll sing
Sold my soul at the bottom of the hill
The demons there they shaved my hair
And they made me take their pills
My cold soul is at the bottom of the hill
Woah, I should have walked on by
Let her cry and only drink my fill
Only drink my fill
And if you say, I don't care to live past, what's today
And if you say, oh, brother last night I prayed
Your preacher isn't preaching at home
And if you say, nobody hears me when I cry
And if you say, well I just don't understand why
And if you say, I just can't take it, I'm saying goodbye
When you're walking it's a heavy, heavy load
To make it lighter, sing
Sold my soul at the bottom of the hill
The demons there they shaved my hair
And they made me take their pills
My cold soul is at the bottom of the hill
Oh, I should have walked on by
Let her cry and only drink my fill
Some men they say, there is more to us than is known
Some ladies say, well there's some things we're not shown
All the people say, you're stepping on our homes
And your footprints, endeavors, never told
But still we'll sing
Sold my soul at the bottom of the hill
The demons there they shaved my hair
And they made me take their pills
My cold soul is at the bottom of the hill
Woah, I should have walked on by
Let her cry and only drink my fill
Only drink my fill
Where the Humans Eat
Willy Mason