Paroles de Good Country People

That girl was born with a knife in her back A star, whose light never shone She'd always been sick, and never been kissed She was as hard as she was alone Lo and behold, a knock at the door A travelin' friend, that she'd never known He whispered of love, and spoke words of God He put a song, called Joy, in her heart Lord, I've longed for a hand to hold my heart Oh, my soul, never thought it would tear me apart Under the blue, beneath your eyes, Lies the scent of whiskey and death I'll kiss you again, to keep far the end And draw out the last of your breath Lord, I've longed for a hand to hold my heart Oh, my soul, never thought it would tear me apart Never thought it would tear me apart