Tono: D
Introducción:
G
Dirt roads and dryland farming might be the death of me
C G
But I can't leave this world be hind
G
My debts are not like prisons where there's hope of getting free
C G
And I can't leave this world be hind
D C
I've been from here to Lawrence, Kansas
D C
Trying to leave my state of mind
D C
Trying to leave this awful sadness
G
But I can't leave this world be hind
G
South of Delia there's a patch out back by the willow trees
C G
And I can't leave this world be hind
G
It's a fenced-in piece of nothin' where I hear voices on my knees
C G
And I can't leave this world be hind
D C
Some prophecies are self-ful filling
D C
I've had to work for all of mine
D C
Better times will come to me, God- willing
G
Cause I can't leave this world be hind
G
This world must be frightening, everybody's on the run
C G
And I can't leave this world be hind
G
My house is a wooden one and it's built on a wooden one
C G
Seems I can't leave this world be hind
D C
Preacher says that when the master calls us
D C
He's gonna give us wings to fly
D C
My wings are made of hay and corn husks
G
So I can't leave this world be hind