But I Can't Get Back - Bobbie Gentry

Won’t you look down on me, Lord?

You know you’ve always been my friend

I wonder can you see it clear

To show the way

'Cause sometime I get to feelin'

Like I want to be headin' home

And hide my troubled mind and soul

In yesterday

Sometimes I get to prayin'

For a country thunderstorm

To fall down all around

And ease my heavy load

Oh, sweet cleansing rain

Won’t you wash my spirit clean?

And soothe that traveled

Dusty gravel road

That leads me home

That leads me home

That leads me home

Sometimes I get to hurtin'

For an old familiar face

A friend I’ve lost somewhere

Along the lonely way

And sometimes I get to feelin'

Like I want to be headin' home

Sometimes I get to feelin'

Like I feel today

And I want to go home

I want to go home

I want to go home

But I can’t get back

Won’t you look down on me, Lord?

You know you’ve always been my friend

I wonder can you see it clear

To show the way

'Cause sometimes I get to feelin'

Like I want to be headin' home

Sometimes I get to feelin'

Like today