Leavetaking is always rough…
Tell my brother please not to look for me
I ain’t the man that I used to be
But if my saviour comes could you let him know
I’ve gone away for to save my soul
If I wander ’till I die
May I know whose hand I’m in
And if my home I’ll never find
Then let me live again
The longer I run then the less that I find
Selling my soul for a nickel and dime
Breaking my heart to keep singing these rhymes
And losing again