歌词
When I left Kentucky
There was one thing on my mind
And I knew what you wanted from me
But I never had the time
There was a preacher on the radio
And I wondered if he was right
Will I ever make it to heaven when I die?
Will I ever make it to heaven when I die?
And there's one thing I remember
When lifе get's so unkind
Is that a rich boy goes to collegе
And a poor man holds the line
And now they're takin' what they want from me
But I'm seein' the divide
And I keep on singin' a song that never pays me a dime
And I keep on singin' a song that never pays me a dime
But I'm fixin' it up, Mama, and I'm doin' it right
I'm gonna have everything worked out in my due time
I'm fixin' it up, Mama, and I'm doin' it right
I'm gonna have everything worked out in my due time
You used to tell me that a lady never lies
She lays down straight in the bed she's made
And she never will ask why
She stands on a mountain and she makes the sacrifice
But there's a doubt in my heart and a gleam in my eye
But I'm fixin' it up, Mama, and I'm doin' it right
I'm gonna have everything worked out in my due time
There's a doubt in my heart and a gleam in my eye
But I'm fixin' it up, Mama, and I'm doin' it right