I Don't Want to Get Adjusted to This World - Iris DeMent

In this world we have our trials

Sometimes lonesome, sometimes blue

But the hope of life eternal

Makes all old hopes brand new

And I don’t want to get adjusted to this world, to this world

I’ve got a home so much better

And I’m going to go there sooner or later

And I don’t want to get adjusted to this world, to this world

Lord, I’m growing old and weary

And there’s no place that feels like home

Saviour come

To where I

And I don’t want to get adjusted to this world, to this world