Sara Watkins - Lord Won't You Help Me lyrics

Traveling around the country Rambling all the time Just me and this old guitar For a dollar and a dime and a gla** of wine Oh lord won't you help me before i lose my mind Got a little woman way back home You know lord i crave Spends every dollar that i make Gonna drive me to my grave, that lonely home Oh lord won't you help me before i'm dead and gone I wish i was down in nashville town The sunny south you know Leaving ol' chicago With her ice and stone, chilled to the bone Oh lord won't you help me ride this greyhound home Well i hope i get to heaven In mansions bright to dwell With bad luck always following me around I'll fall right back to hell just to shovel coal Oh lord won't you help me save my worthless soul Oh lord won't you help me, help me before i lose my mind