January's always bitterBut Lord, this one beats allThe wind ain't quit for weeks nowAnd the drifts are ten feet tallI been all night drivin' hefersCloser in to lower groundThen I spent the mornin' thinkin'
'Bout the ones the wolves pulled down.
Charlie Barton and his familyStopped today to say goodbyeHe said the bank was takin' overThe last few years were just too dryAnd I promised that I'd visitWhen they found a place in townThen I spent a long time thinkin''Bout the ones the wolves pull down.
Lord, please shine a light of hopeOn those of us who fall behindAnd when we stumble in the snowCould you help us up while there's still time.
Well, I don't mean to be complainin' LordYou've always seen mme throughAnd I know you got your reasonsFor each and every thing you doBut tonight outside my windowThere's a lonesome, mournful soundAnd I just can't keep from thinkin''Bout the ones the wolves pull down.
Oh Lord, keep me from bein'The one the wolves pull down
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