I was born in the south land
Grew up a roll-ing stone
Work-ing all day in fac-tor-ies
Was liv-in' it all a-lone
I got no friends to call my own
No wo-man to love me
My life just seems to be slip-ping a-way
I think I'll jump in the sea keep pray-ing
Ev-ery-thing's gon-na be al-ri-ght
Keep pray-ing
Eve-ry-thing's gon-na be al-right
A-bout a mo-nth or so a-g-o
I was work-ing in Tenn-e-ssee
Tri-ed to make time with a-no-ther man's wo-man
And he turn-ed a-round and tried to shoot me
Gu-ess I'll be on the next train home or maybe I'll catch a plane my mind just seems to be slip-pin a-way I think I'm going to go insane
keep pray-ing
Ev-ery-thing's gon-na be al-ri-ght
Keep pray-ing
Eve-ry-thing's gon-na be al-right
Yes I do, yes I do yes I do
keep pray-ing
Ev-ery-thing's gon-na be al-ri-ght
Keep pray-ing
Eve-ry-thing's gon-na be al-right
A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-hhh
