Marybeth Lyrics

I might not be here

Tuesday's too late

You want me to steer

Into your gate

Cards fold and I'm home

Before your call

Lately I feel I

Don't feel at all

Perched with the deacon

Answer come soon

Shoes'll start leaking

Soul torn in two

Hard acts to follow

Never play twice

Make me feel hollow

Rest of my life

You oughta know everything that's left unsaid

Might deny what you read

And the scripture don't lie

So you can't hide

Searching for life in this death

Breathing your very last breath

Onto the end

My Marybeth

I pray you stay with me till end

Of days I pray you stay with me

Till end of days I pray you stay

With me till end of days

I pray, yeah, ooh

I pray, yeah, ooh

I pray, yeah, ooh

I pray

Searching for life in this death

Breathing your very last breath

Onto the end

My Marybeth