Look up and down
that lonesome road
hang down your head and cry
my Lord
hang down your head and cry
They say all good friends
must part sometimes
why not you and I my Lord
why not you and I
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I wish to the Lord
that I've never been born
or died when I was a baby
my Lord
or died when I was a baby
I would've not been here eating
this cold cold bread
and supping this salty gravy
my Lord
and supping this salty gravy
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I wish to the Lord
that I've never seen your face
heard your lying tongue
my Lord
heard your lying tongue
So look up and down
that lonesome road
all our friends have gone
my Lord
and you and I must go
Look up and down
that lonesome road
hang down your head and cry
my Lord
hang down your head and cry