Sunday mornin, ten AM,
My mouth is dry and my blood is runnin' thin
I know where I need to be,
And I promise you I'll be on that pew next week
But I can't remember feelin quite this bad before,
Bear with me, Lord
I got a good woman,
But, Lord, she's tryin',
She's doin' her best to help me see the light
Before too long, I swear I'll come around
'Cause I don't want to let either of you down
Give her the strength to stand by me
And not walk out the door
Bear with me, Lord
Well, I remember Mama telling me
Back in my younger days,
That no matter how low down I was,
You'd love me anyway
The devils got me now,
But someday I'll be yours
Bear with me, Lord
She'll be back,
A little after twelve
So I'm gonna clean up now,
Try to compose myself
Thanks for listenin'
We'll talk again
It's good to know you'll always be my friend
Someday I'll live up,
To what you put me down here for
Bear with me, Lord
Bear with me, Lord
Might take me a little while