Guest Performer

I've been selling my soul. 724-

I've been selling my soul. 724-

And if you read through this, it's so funny. Everybody's like, you're about to blow up. That's all I had. So I had just that.

And if you read through this, it's so funny. Everybody's like, you're about to blow up. That's all I had. So I had just that.

But the troubles and the sin of the world that we're in knock me back off my feet.

But the troubles and the sin of the world that we're in knock me back off my feet.

I don't know how it's going to go. But it ain't going to happen tonight. So pour them down strong. And if I wake up tomorrow, when that sun comes back around, I'll be wishing I was sober.

I don't know how it's going to go. But it ain't going to happen tonight. So pour them down strong. And if I wake up tomorrow, when that sun comes back around, I'll be wishing I was sober.

They've been saving my soul from the pain that the world's put on me. Lord, I know that upstairs there's an old man who cares. And one day he'll set me free. I'll go on the wind, start riding the hill.

They've been saving my soul from the pain that the world's put on me. Lord, I know that upstairs there's an old man who cares. And one day he'll set me free. I'll go on the wind, start riding the hill.

if it weren't for my old dogs and the good lord they'd have me strung up in the sideboard cause every day living in this new world is one too many days to me son we're on the brink

if it weren't for my old dogs and the good lord they'd have me strung up in the sideboard cause every day living in this new world is one too many days to me son we're on the brink

Of the next world war And I don't think Nobody's praying no more And I ain't saying I know it for sure I'm just down on my knees Begging the Lord to take me home I want to go home I don't know which road to go It's been so long Just know I didn't used to wake up feeling this way. Cussing myself every damn day. People have really gone and lost their way. They all just do what the TV say.

Of the next world war And I don't think Nobody's praying no more And I ain't saying I know it for sure I'm just down on my knees Begging the Lord to take me home I want to go home I don't know which road to go It's been so long Just know I didn't used to wake up feeling this way. Cussing myself every damn day. People have really gone and lost their way. They all just do what the TV say.

I want to go home. Four generations farming the ground. Grandson sells it to a man out of town. And two weeks later, the trees go down. Only got concrete growing around. And I want to go home. I want to go home. I don't know which road to go. It's been so long. I just know I didn't used to wake up feeling this way. Cussing myself every damn day. There's always some kind of bill to pay.

I want to go home. Four generations farming the ground. Grandson sells it to a man out of town. And two weeks later, the trees go down. Only got concrete growing around. And I want to go home. I want to go home. I don't know which road to go. It's been so long. I just know I didn't used to wake up feeling this way. Cussing myself every damn day. There's always some kind of bill to pay.

People just doing what the rich man say. I want to go home. But if it weren't for my old dogs and the good Lord, they'd have me strung up in the sideboard.

People just doing what the rich man say. I want to go home. But if it weren't for my old dogs and the good Lord, they'd have me strung up in the sideboard.

I've been selling my soul. 724-

And if you read through this, it's so funny. Everybody's like, you're about to blow up. That's all I had. So I had just that.

But the troubles and the sin of the world that we're in knock me back off my feet.

I don't know how it's going to go. But it ain't going to happen tonight. So pour them down strong. And if I wake up tomorrow, when that sun comes back around, I'll be wishing I was sober.

They've been saving my soul from the pain that the world's put on me. Lord, I know that upstairs there's an old man who cares. And one day he'll set me free. I'll go on the wind, start riding the hill.

if it weren't for my old dogs and the good lord they'd have me strung up in the sideboard cause every day living in this new world is one too many days to me son we're on the brink

Of the next world war And I don't think Nobody's praying no more And I ain't saying I know it for sure I'm just down on my knees Begging the Lord to take me home I want to go home I don't know which road to go It's been so long Just know I didn't used to wake up feeling this way. Cussing myself every damn day. People have really gone and lost their way. They all just do what the TV say.

I want to go home. Four generations farming the ground. Grandson sells it to a man out of town. And two weeks later, the trees go down. Only got concrete growing around. And I want to go home. I want to go home. I don't know which road to go. It's been so long. I just know I didn't used to wake up feeling this way. Cussing myself every damn day. There's always some kind of bill to pay.

People just doing what the rich man say. I want to go home. But if it weren't for my old dogs and the good Lord, they'd have me strung up in the sideboard.