Fall On My Knees

Tommy Jarrell

Well I fall on my knees and I pray to the Lord,

That you will stay by me little girl,

That you will stay by me.

Look up, look down, that long lonesome road,

Hang down your pretty head and cry little girl,

Hang down your head and cry.

Well my suitcase is packed and I'm never comin' back,

Goodbye little woman I'm gone, I'm gone,

Goodbye little woman I'm gone.

I wish to the Lord that I'd never been born,

Or died when I was young little girl,

Or died when I was young.

Then I'd never have kissed your red ruby lips,

Or heard your lying tongue little girl,

Or died when I was young.

You told me one, you told me two,

You told me ten thousand lies little girl,

You told me ten thousand lies.

You've told me more lies than there's stars in the skies,

You'll never get to heaven when you die little girl,

You'll never get to heaven when you die.