Darrell Scott - 6 O'Clock In The Morning lyrics

Look at the hand that made the steel That raised the kids, that shouldered the wheel And taught a man how not to feel | At six o'clock in the morning Rising from their narrow bed The poorly clothed and the barely fed Know someone filled their dreams with lead At six o'clock in the morning Folks with their back to the wind And their face to the wall Know how to keep themselves warm If they make themselves small Powdered eggs and pinto beans And welfare loaves of American cheese Won't lift the hungry from their knees At six o'clock in the morning Adam stood over Eden fair While Eve slept he touched her soft hair Waiting to catch the first train out of there At six o'clock in the morning Man knows toil and woman knows pain As it's always been it will always remain We pull back the blanket and cover the stain At six o'clock in the morning Some men have a god That keeps them from harm Some men have a bottle At the end of their arm I have a child that calls me Dad I long to give her what I never had Like waking up and feeling glad It's six o'clock in the morning