Letras
This man very close to me
has got a disease.
He's got that aching feeling
rushing through his veins.
These Doctors ain't got no answers
maybe he's just gettin old.
He ain't one for cryin
slowin down or dyin.
He ain't ever gettin old
Dear lord please save his soul.
Dear lord please save his soul.
Dear Lord.
A nice wife and two kids
a liquor store down the road.
Around town they called him boss,
from the sherrifs to the outlaws.
He puts his cigarette out
At the end of each tail.
He ain't never gettin old
Dear lord please save his soul.
Dear lord please save his soul
Dear lord.
This man would not leave his home
with the reaper at his door.
He tossed and turned all night
he's got a fever in his bones.
Oh angels chase death away
take him out of his grave, and say todays just not your day.
My father opened his eyes
and started to cry.
He said son don't never get old.
Dear lord please save his soul.
Dear lord please save his soul.
Dear lord please save his soul.
Dear lord please save his soul.
Dear lord please save his soul.
Dear lord please save his soul.
Dear lord please save his soul.