I Wonder How Long Before I Can Change My Clothes Poem by Hubert J. Humperdink

I've heard of that city of Refuge, oh Lord
Where a man can find his own room and board
I'm make it to that city if I can find my way
I'm gonna make it to that city

I was just lookin for a place to make up my bed
Rocks and stones for to lay down my head
You left me standing there with my brand new Stetson hat
You left me standing there

That road ain't so long when it carries your load
Wandering for you through the rain and the snow
Ain't it a shame how you did your man
Ain't it a shame

And these motherless children ain't got no where to go
Running round from door to door
Mother dead and gone, gonna see her again
Mother dead and gone

Found my self ramblin pass your door
Took you down where the waters flow
Lord, I wonder how long before I can change my clothes
I wonder how long I can change my clothes