My Only Prayer - Chris Knight

Well I’m a country boy

I’m outta place, turned city bum

A good day to me is gettin' by

I walk a city mile without ever seein' the sun

There’s no need to reach for stars

When you can’t see the sky

Well, it’s a god forsaken city, I’m so called livin' in

We’re tryin' to keep from dyin' in it seems

Hope I never have to learn to breathe this dirt, death and sin

Here and now it’s just my prison, but someday is my dream

Someday I’ll go back to Kentucky

And breathe that cool green river air

I hope and pray that I’ll get lucky

And go back to God’s country

That’s my only prayer

I try to find a friendly face, to help me pass some time

But I think I left them all in my hometown

And I’d lay down in some green grass and ease my clouded mind

But these crowded streets go on and on and I can’t find the ground

The wind blows off the freight yard

Sings a lonesome chord

Hung me like a cheap souvenir

There’s a man down by the mission says do you wanna know the Lord?

Yes, I wanna know him, but I don’t believe he’s here