Broke down stone Mountain Georgia Many miles from my home A trail of tears that Ive left searching Some of yours and my own So im out here praying to Jesus For ghost in the night Cause all they want is a simple dollar A song I wont write Mama let it be Aint no man gonna take this from me Hard times carry on Theyve only seen the calm before the storm Heard faith in a bottle of bourbon I seen truth on the road There aint a man in this land that aint hurtin Were all carrying a load So roll on ill see ya sweet mama When their day is done With some strength and love from the family Your oldest son () Let it storm I got a few things on my mind They want to take it and brake it And make it their own And its time I keep mine ()