Poor Mouth Lyrics - 16 Horsepower

Is anything as lovely to me as the truth in love 

I'll take it over freedom any day 

It brings me ever an' this time to my knees 

An on my knees I run away 

Yes, I know your sticks an' stones they 

They will easily break these bones an' 

An' all my words come back to haunt me 

I will put my strength into 

The things left standing 

I am hoarse with wild eyes 

No debts outstanding 

My hands are yours, my brother 

You can take my coat as well 

My eyes are yours, sister 

An my heart, an my heart 

In which He dwells 

Heard the voice of my Master callin' me 

From deep in the hollow 

Said that I must follow Him there, yeah 

Is any place darker for me 

With all them wolves about 

Well, it's a poor mouth that I wear 

My hands are yours, my brother 

You can take my coat as well 

My eyes are yours, sister 

An' my heart, an' my heart 

In which He dwells 

In which He dwells 

Livin' me from hand to poor mouth 

You an' me an' our Secret South, oh Lord 

I said livin' me from hand to poor mouth