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Downward Bound V3

 

Lord I’m going down

Lord I’m Downward Bound

Sins will pave my way

Through that convict town

 

Love don’t get no traction in

Rum Rebellion city

Charity don’t compromise

And hope don’t show no pity

Hard eyed women

Stony po faced man

Step to my connection

 with a razor in my hand

 

Lord I’m going down

Lord I’m Downward Bound

Sins will pave my way

Through that convict town

 
 

Gambler tried to tell me

pay attention to me son

This cold and windy city

 aint like back down on the farm

I shook his hand

 by way of

thanks

for all of his advice

Relieved him of his pocketbook, his wallet

slipped my number to his wife

 

Lord I’m going down

Lord I’m downward bound

Sins will pave my way

In that convict town

 

 

A preacher tried to tell me

Please Let Jesus be your friend

He’ll help you lift the burden

And absolve you of your sin

or on judgment day you’ll find yourself locked

Outside those pearly gates

I said with a grin, they’ll let me in

you;ve got friends but I;ve got Mates

 

Lord I’m going down

Lord I’m downward bound

Sins will pave my way

Through that convict Town

 

(c) 2014 Michael JE Barry/ Paul A Read