I Would Take Songs That I'd Loved

I Knew That When I Left There At The Age Of 18, I Wouldn't Be Back. And It Was Common Knowledge Among All The People There That When You Graduate From High School Here, You Go To College Or Go Get A Job Or Something And Do It On Your Own.

Why Me, Lord? What Have I Ever Done To Deserve Even One Of The Blessings I've Known? Why Me, Lord? What Did I Ever Do That Was Worth Love From You And The Kindness You've Shown? Lord, Help Me, Jesus, I've Wasted It So. Help Me, Jesus. I Know What I Am. Now That I Know That I've Needed You So, Help Me, Jesus. My Soul's In Your Hand.

I Would Take Songs That I'd Loved As A Child And Redo Them In My Mind For The New Voice I Had, The Low Voice.

My Father Was A Man Of Love. He Always Loved Me To Death. He Worked Hard In The Fields, But My Father Never Hit Me. Never. I Don't Ever Remember A Really Cross, Unkind Word From My Father.

It Was Kind Of A Prodding Myself To Play I Walk The Line Straight.