The Plea

Mama, this highways gonna kill me
Mama, I think my rose is wilting
With the kids and her alone-
While I'm so far from home I feel so guilty
Mama, this highways gon' kill me

I hope the road that takes me there and will always bring me back
But I guess whatever will be, will be
Mama this highways gonna kill me

Woman, I wish I wouldn't hurt you
Cause woman, It's clear I dont deserve you
I know it seems I only need you-
When I ain't got nowhere else to turn to
So woman, I wish I wouldn't hurt you

I'm sure theres some relief in giving up and moving on
And sometimes it seems way too much to work through
Woman I never meant to hurt you

Lord, I beg of you protect me
Cause lately, I swear the devil's out to get me
It ain't a leap of faith to say he always prays on the unsuspecting
So Lord, I beg of you protect me

Cause I cant walk with you if the devil got my hand
So I ask you have my back and direct me
Jesus I beg of you protect me
Jesus, dont let'em get me