I was born from love
and my poor mother worked
the mines
I was raised on the good
book Jesus
til' I read between the lines
now I don't believe I wanna
see the morning
Going down the stoney end
I never wanted to go down
the stoney end
mama let me start all over
cradle me
mama cradle me again
I can still remember him
with lovelight in his eyes
but the light flickered out
and parted
as the sun began to rise
now I don't believe I wanna
see the morning
Going down the stoney end
I never wanted to go down
the stoney end
mama let me start all over
cradle me
mama cradle me again
Never mind the forecast
cause the sky has lost control
cause the fury and the
broken thunder's
come to match my ragin' soul
now I don't believe I wanna
see the morning
Going down the stoney end
I never wanted to go down
the stoney end
mama let me start all over
cradle me
mama cradle me again
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