Who Will Comfort Me
My soul is wearyingMy soul is wearyingMy soul is wearyingI said my soul is wearying
My soul is wearyingBeating down from all of my misery yeahOh Lord who will comfort me
Gotta hold of my heartKeeps me bound where the whole wideworld is free yeahOh Lord who will comfort me
My home is a wreckage a family groundImplied in poverty yehOh Lord who will comfort me